Category: Writing

Sketches: the book

I promised myself I’d be better about telling people about my new book. It’s been out over a month and I’ve mentioned it in passing twice. Oh lord, tara. Great start. The first book I published, I had high hopes for. Mostly because I… Continue Reading “Sketches: the book”

Fingers Outstretched

I don’t know butthere’s far more to be saidto be feltto be heardto be heldto be lived far above and beyondanything we could imagine perhaps the answeris simply: reach tara caribou | ©️2023 photo by me

A Living Canvas

look above, seemercy & graceoverflowingnow, let gobe freein the skinyou were givenyou, who waswonderfully created,layer upon layera canvas, living, holyeach stroke of the brusha lesson, perfectionin the making,and you, waiting,arms stretchedpalms upanointed, set apartknowingdaily struggles become crowns tara caribou | ©2022 dedicated to my… Continue Reading “A Living Canvas”

Reach (multi-media collaboration)

Enjoy this collaboration between Michael Raven and myself. Sound on. tara caribou + Michael Raven | ©2021

Video: 28 December 2020 Slow Motion Wave Crash

Everybody around me seems to constantly be going, going, going. Looking at their phones. Talking non-stop with no pauses or thoughtful reflection. Working on and off the clock. Even sitting at the table or on the couch in the evening, television turned on the… Continue Reading “Video: 28 December 2020 Slow Motion Wave Crash”

The Mad Puppeteer Announcement – Podcast REBLOG

I hope you’ll click through to The Mad Puppeteer’s blog and give a listen to his interview on Megha Upadhyaya’s podcast, “It’s Never Too Late”. Robert and Megha had a great conversation about art, poetry, social media, and how Robert got into writing. Greetings,… Continue Reading “The Mad Puppeteer Announcement – Podcast REBLOG”

Unidentified

arctic cold seeps through bones night sky, twinkling lights, crisp, clear a moving star becomes something more back and forth, back, forth, now around circles and speed, defying logic minutes earlier booms rattled the trees, then our hearts another light, brighter than the full… Continue Reading “Unidentified”

Winter Peace

I’ve been spending as much time as I can on my beach, letting the quiet soak into my bones and its peace cover my soul. I have a narrow road to recovery but it is these moments that I find myself able to heal,… Continue Reading “Winter Peace”

David J Bauman

Host of the In Three Poems Podcast

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undone in spectacle

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Driftwood Imagery

Photography and Visual Art by Adam Shurte

A Thought In A Billion

Our thoughts define us, so let's focus on a few.

Jeffrey S. Markovitz

Our lives are the words of this book

Letters For Anna

Our story made the last page of the newspaper. Witnesses said they'd seen a "madwoman with two paint-bombs suddenly appear."

Christopher Hoggins Artist

Art, random musings and the occasional inflammatory viewpoint of autistic artist Christopher Hoggins