Now I just write down names.
In writing I explore the places language holds us in.
Investigating these locations, I mapped how these words feel rather than what they might more commonly mean.
Lately my research involved the places words find themselves. I sought to reach some understanding of the common ground beneath our movements, as these commotions composed both our bodies and our landscapes from the substance of the terrain. To both map that country, and to become part of that country.
Writing more prose, more of the place than the turn of words, but that said, it dances about from position to composition. It is that which moves us before we get there.
At formeika I blog on form, in writing and in art.
Mostly chapbooks I print & sew and leave in little street libraries in Tasmania, here are some electronic versions of them