Entries by Stephen Victor

Human Canvas



I’ve had the good fortune of visiting the Ju Ming Museum in New Taipei. Ju Ming is a revered sculptor in Taiwan, New York and Paris. I am moved by the man and his work. Also by his capacity to identify and maintain a process of genuinely becoming and being himself–and, for expressing his unique […]


When your nuance  insinuated itself into the solitary reverie in which I toiled, I apprehended  but the singularity of my belonging. Then  your particular motion,  articulating on my anxieties, became the collapsing of  estrangement’s glory     …for which I had no understanding. I believed myself so ill-prepared, so ill-prepared for the inviting loveliness  of you… […]


                       after Bert Hellinger and Hunter Beaumont A man approaches…sits between the oracles. He asks how do I proceed?        With what? I gave my friend a kidney,the second given him. His body rejected the first.       Now it eschews mine.     […]

Being Yourself: Someone Wants to be a Poet

“It is clear that we must trust what is difficult; everything alive trusts in it, everything in Nature grows and defends itself any way it can and is spontaneously itself, tries to be itself at all costs and against all opposition.” – Rainer Maria Rilke Recently while talking with a friend about writing I evoked […]

Being Ourselves, Unafraid

“You must learn one thing. The world was made to be free in. Give up all the other worldsexcept the one in which you belong.” – David Whyte One of the most challenging aspects of life is giving ourselves over to all that wants expression through us. For example: writing — poetry, fiction, non-fiction; drawing; playing a […]

Happy New Year, 2015!

Today there are some forty calendars used widely in the world; a handful used less broadly; some twenty others no longer in use. And fifteen or sixteen others proposed. Britain’s, now deceased futurist and science fiction writer Arthur C. Clarke, reminded us “The future is not what it used to be.” I contend neither are the […]


Palomino hair            captivating hips,           fecund.  Eschewing eye contact,interaction.          Sovereign. Enthralled by the inanitiesof London dailies…         nonetheless, lovely          — ordinarily so. Insinuating her petite body into crowded queue Immediate         faintly forwardPressed as proximity permitssans physical touch. She, dwarfed […]

Love’s Reclamation

for Victoria and AndrewO Grief,          genderless colorless wretch                    humorless  crushing palm on larynx         encircled brawny fingers cancel carotid canal’s languid pulse …an intent more powerful than ought possess. This breathless brutal — ineffable  dissolves my prowesssiphons off the voice of my flaccid body   […]

Women & Men: Ending We & They, Us & Them

“What’s madness but nobility of soul at odds with circumstance?” ~ American poet, Theodore Roethke  I ended my last post saying I would tell you the how of becoming a counterbalancing force to misogyny. Whew! Was I silly in making that promise! We all know what human decency asks of us. Yet more is needed to genuinely act […]