poop. of cats probably dying cockroach red door with a chalk drawing of a sun water, and sewer plates in the cobbled alley. sewage. the letters, “MAS” carved into plaster inward-leaning walls paintings hung on both sides – Berber Art…
[vimeo 45000586 w=500 h=375] Arabesques: "La Rosa," Rocío Màrquez and Christian Boissel, International Sacred Music Festival, Fez, Morocco, June 2012 from Theresa Whitehill on Vimeo. I am merely a member of the audience, attending the music festival, using my iPhone…
Following are the independent bookstores who are carrying my recently published collection of poetry, A Grammar of Longing Mendocino County The Mendocino Book Company 102 South School Street Ukiah, CA 95482 707-468-5940 Mulligan Books 208 South School Street Ukiah, CA…
Construction Detail, Ukiah Skate Park OPUS CAEMENTICIUM: UKIAH SKATE PARK for Justin Capri, Benj Thomas and the many who believe, with thanks to George Zadrozny and his construction crew If you look up at the sky on…
I come from another place. I am not just devoted to story, I am devoted to legend and fairy tale. Myths, euphemisms, these lozenges of language are powerful. They operate in unseen and uncanny ways, and ultimately come to rest…
Todos Santos Plaza Sena, Santa Fe In the mystery of a little shop off a hidden courtyard centuries old, suckuous caramels arranged on an antique tray enfolded by beautifully crafted lace that depicts skeletons riding gas-powered lawnmowers as if tea…
[vimeo http://vimeo.com/6068729] International Women’s Day Salon Poetry Recital, Theresa Whitehill, reading with Becca Smith, Susan Garden, and Sarah Forni, from a script by Becca Smith; Jennifer Garden, MC Sunday, 8 March 2009 4 p.m. The White Barn St. Helena, California
TOE IN THE WATER For the Mendocino Land Trust, 2001 I grew up knowing the land could be understood as human form, having played tetherball in the afternoon shadow cast by Mount Tamalpais, the sleeping woman. Her tree-lined breasts, her…
St. Peter at the Gate He was leaning against the gate with his hands in his jeans pockets like he’d been there a long time or wasn’t in a hurry. “All those receipts,” he said, “that you took such care…