Poesy Dirtyfoot's Wanderings and Ideas

Poesy Dirtyfoot meanders through experience both sensate and esoteric.

Saturday, October 17, 2009

Salt: The foreplay of flavours.

Posted by poesy at 2:10 p.m.

Labels: Art (mine), Poetry (mine), The sound of my own voice

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poesy: I like being who I am and find endless amounts of time to explore my own inner workings; but, I'm not narcissistic. I'm interested in people and have a great many intimate relationships. One could say that I exist in relationship. I come from a white trash background--then I went to university/grad school and became indebted white trash. I was born in Idaho and have lived all over the US--from Alaska to Texas. I'm a big fan of the 'road trip' and have nearly driven the length of Canada (Vancouver to Montreal) as well as the breadth (Vancouver to Anchorage). I live in Vancouver (Commercial Drive) and I love it here--it feels like home. I'm keen to do some more traveling outside North America and often think of running off to teach somewhere 'exotic.'

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