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Enseignante Zen et poète, Sensei Amy “Tu es cela” Hollowell est née et a grandi à Minneapolis, aux Etats-Unis. Arrivée en France en 1981 pour étudier la littérature et l’histoire, elle y est restée, s’installant à Paris, où elle élève ses deux enfants et gagne sa vie en tant que journaliste. The Zen teacher and poet Amy “Tu es cela” Hollowell Sensei was born and raised in Minneapolis, but came to France in 1981 to study literature and history and has lived in Paris ever since, raising her two children and making a living as a journalist.

janvier 2011

They’re joining as one in Cairo tonight

Par |2015-10-02T16:43:12+01:00janvier 30th, 2011|Textes|

All of this upheaval in Egypt that I read about, hear about, seems absolutely incomprehensible and absolutely comprehensible at once. I feel I'm with them and not, so far and right here. In a magazine, I come upon this fragment written by Roland Barthes in 1977: "Each of us has his own rhythm of suffering." [...]

Thanks

Par |2015-10-08T17:14:21+01:00janvier 28th, 2011|Poésie|

Warm thanks to all those who came out to hear me read last night. It was a great crowd. Watch for the video to be posted here soon!

On having never left

Par |2017-04-04T06:58:18+01:00janvier 26th, 2011|Textes|

The other day I took from my shelf a book (plays by Sam Shepard) that I have not touched for many, many years. I open it at random and out falls a postcard image of James Joyce... I look inside the cover, where I had as usual written the date of the book's purchase: 01/81. [...]

Where are we?

Par |2017-04-04T06:58:18+01:00janvier 24th, 2011|Textes|

We sat all together yesterday, starting out with the question, "Where are we?" It made for a fabulous morning --- the answers kept coming to me, arising one after the other: on the floor, on a cushion, under the ceiling, in front of the table, in the house, in the garden, in the living room, [...]

The unexpected never ceases

Par |2015-10-02T16:44:08+01:00janvier 20th, 2011|Textes|

Winter chill upon us again here. Predictions are for snow --- in the south of France, in the back country above Nice and the Côte d'Azur! The unexpected never ceases. How funny, then, that most of the time we wander along living within the confines of what we expect. I know that I expect the [...]

Witnessing change, all across the universe

Par |2015-10-02T16:44:23+01:00janvier 16th, 2011|Textes|

I stumble across this bit of information in the newspaper, in an article about the "expansion" of the universe; the report asserts that as the universe expands, galaxies will be pulled farther and farther away from Earth: "Light emitted by such galaxies will therefore fight a losing battle to traverse the rapidly widening gulf that [...]

Wider than the sky (in Tucson and Paris)

Par |2015-10-02T16:49:13+01:00janvier 13th, 2011|Textes|

Heading to the post office tonight on a busy avenue crowded with vehicles and passers-by, I hear the strange call of a bird. I pause. It's coming from above, somewhere high in the bare branches of a tall tree. In the dim light I can make out what appears to be two nests and a [...]

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