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Moderator’s note: This marvelous FAR site has been running for 10 years and has had more than 3,600 posts in that time. There are so many treasures that have been posted in this decade that they tend to get lost... Read More ›

Moderator’s note: This marvelous FAR site has been running for 10 years and has had more than 3,500 posts in that time. There are so many treasures that have been posted in this decade that they tend to get lost... Read More ›

Hello FAR family! Here are photos from the October 2nd Women’s March in Long Beach, CA. The Women’s March began after the 2016 “election” and continued through the Trump years, and was not immediately active after Biden won. But after Texas... Read More ›

Tell me, what is it you plan to dowith your one wild and precious life?             -Mary Oliver, “The Summer Day” What did I do, the famous poet asks? Well, I survived, first of all, because that’s first. Then, I... Read More ›

Dear FAR readers – please find photos from a celebration of the 101 anniversary of women’s suffrage, the 19th Amendment, that I attended August 26, 2021. That day marks the end of the 100th year of women having the right... Read More ›

Dedicated to Carol Christ, 1945-2021, who taught so many of us how to love the Goddess She is called “Nude Woman” and currently livesin her natural museum house in Vienna.Nude woman. She is art, but she is not in an... Read More ›

You can’t have the ocean without blue. I walk at night, that’s the time of year the grunion run, a silver school teaching us that it’s work to populate –the small shimmer of a female screwing herself into the sand.... Read More ›

1. I went into the unknown world with glasses that made everything so clear I could move through this world into the next. Before I got my glasses…I didn’t see the way I could step to the edge, put out... Read More ›

April 2021, Poem Visibility is this body opening against itself over and over… an existence moving through fibers was the one thing I had. When was the time…breathe in? Breathe out. My existence to myself was the most political act.... Read More ›

They didn’t know I was a mermaid.                That I had a siren song.                That I could lure, and I could kill.                And that I would eventually                because – I was a mermaid. When my father tried... Read More ›