Julie StorerJanuary 26: A Time for Reflection (POEM)I am walking in the country of the Ancestors, I am breathing it in, as I touch the Earth with my bare feet, to feel its centuries of…Jan 26Jan 26
Julie StorerThese Freer Places, the Rugged Places (poem)You need to walk in these places, more, these freer places, the rugged places, These places by the sea, and the rocks there, the open sky…Oct 8, 2023Oct 8, 2023
Julie StorerMoving into a culture of recognition, acknowledgement and repair: A reflection. (Essay)I feel moved when I see, hear, and read, about deeper acknowledgement of Indigenous history and knowledge in, and of, this country…Apr 23, 2023Apr 23, 2023
Julie StorerProper Job (poem)Doesn’t look like a proper job, All that creative stuff.Feb 23, 2023Feb 23, 2023
Julie StorerRhyme of the Machines (poem)What will we do when A.I. writes the poetry all for us and poetry writes A.I? Will we see our deeply lived experience of it, enmeshed in…Jan 19, 20234Jan 19, 20234
Julie StorerLanguage of Flowers (poem)You speak like it’s in a language of flowers, where every word is poignant and intense in its immensity of power and strength.Dec 24, 20223Dec 24, 20223
Julie StorerCalanais Stones (poem)I want to live again where I can see the moon rise, over the horizon of the sea or land.Nov 22, 2022Nov 22, 2022
Julie StorerFlow, in CreativityI write about “flow” in my PhD, in relation to creativity and working in the creative. I am not new to it. I am experienced and interested…Oct 30, 2022Oct 30, 2022
Julie StorerBelonging (poem)You took me by your Midnight hand and plunged me through the darker land of dreams and aspirations deep instead of gentle, healing sleep.Sep 23, 20221Sep 23, 20221
