Author Archives
Bill Pearse publishes memoir, travel journals, poetry and prose, and lives in the Pacific Northwest.
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Jaw Rest
I looked up images expecting to see something from Alien.
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The view from my window
But if you put yourself in the eyes of the audience would it change what you do onstage?
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“Between thought and expression there lies a lifetime”
In the early morning before the sun comes up we sit in the dark with a candle and our coffees and ask how the other one slept. Letting the dog out and standing in the fog, hurrying back in beneath… Read More ›
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“The things they carried”
It is a small but very precious part of me hanging in our front window.
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You never give me your money
Lily, born today and growing up in that little house in West Seattle behind the Sub Shop #9 and the corner bar we never once visited, Chuck and Sally’s.
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The new normal
The seam between winter and spring.
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Song for March invocation
The awareness of how different it is here than in my neighborhood in the suburbs.
