emily horn

expressing the moment through photography and poetry
Mar 29
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Seek
        Seek                 and                     ye
Shall       
            FIND


What are you seeking?
Do you know?

I am not sure if I knew        and
                I am not sure when I first saw
That I was half sleeping



Until then, I found happiness
In the instant gratifications     of     magic        bubbles



Seeking for the unlimited lover
 >Gradually            Slowly
                    Pops the ball

Mar 20
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comings and goings

Have you ever thought about the ups and downs

the times you are in the flow vs the times where things seem dry and morbid

it is wierd how things come and go

relationships bond us together and then the winds change

or you change

and things just keep moving

Then we add meaning and attach stories —-to make our selves out to be things that they are not

Mar 19
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I need to cut my toenails

I need to cut my toenails. I need to shave my legs and perhaps maybe my armpits. I need to buy eyeliner. I bought some this month and it doesn’t work well. A girl must have good eyeliner or it just isn’t worth it. Also, I think I need highlights in my hair. What for you say? 

Have you seen my hair? It is the typical shade of dark blond. Spunk must be added, but with cost. Seems like everything is at cost. Whether it is time or money, choices must be made. These particular choices happen according to desires.

Which desires are worth nurturing and which desires are feeding that insecure creature which holds all of our deepest concerns about our selves? —The little contracted ones that long to be full/free—

Mar 16
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WHAT an ART night :)

WHAT an ART night :)

Mar 15
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and so it goes…..

1)    slept late
2)    went for Brunch with Vince
3)    discussed “coming out” in relation to meditation
4)    read in cute chairs in a ‘writer’s corner’
5)    my body is sore from working out—-very sore
6)    listening to tori amos….”my life is going to change, if I accept where I am”
7)    preparing for my “art party” tonight
8)    stressing about reading a zen book by Monday
9)    cant wait to take a nap
10)    procrastinating

Mar 11
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I bow deeply

My head touches the ground

Palms facing the stars

At-one-ment………………ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhHHHH

My heart divides into frames

Holding colorless pictures of love

Contracting from fear of Openness

In another time, I stood on the stairs as a little girl demanding to know why women couldn’t have babies without men

daddy laughs —tenderly —as I climb up to face him

“you will never understand me daddy”

But thank you thank you for watching

            But I will go it Alone

Anger comes often nowadays

    Sweeping me up with the fallen moons from other worlds

Do people see the residue from the universe in their existence?

Open heart

P LLEEAASSSEE open

Daddy- It is too sad today, no one is watching, my words are lost

Daddy- Did you leave me?

Daddy- Open open OPEN

                                                                    Who is it that is alone?

Mar 02
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amazing foodamazing womenamazing memories

amazing food

amazing women

amazing memories

Feb 29
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holiday party in Feburary

holiday party in Feburary

Feb 05
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I wait

As a child

Watching

Hoping

That my dad will come pick me up

I spend days in dance class

Twirling around on Pointe

Tap—- tap ———-tapping

Wishing that I was better than everyone

One day….I think….

I will prove them wrong

The attention that I crave will be readily available

I walk around the race track during class

Alone

Waiting for it to be over

Thinking about how one day there will be people that understand

The meaning of life

AND suffering

Rolling down the hill in Prague

Under the moonlit sky

I wait

It feels like something is getting closer —————-

I am getting closer

The world is under me

It spins as I spin

The world and me spinning under the stars

I wait

As the rain comes down and sprinkles me with aliveness

I’m lost downtown and not only in thought

Love is all around me

Can this really be so?

There are echoes coming from the alley

People try and keep the peace

Wading through the puddles

Mud sticking to their shoes

I wait

For someone to notice

Me

Under all the camouflage

I need to speak

The feelings suffocate the voices

I wait

For the trains in the distance

To carry me away

Traveling to some foreign land

Unknown only to me

There are maps, someone else has been here

I am not alone

In my aloneness ——————————————————as I wait

Jan 01
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last night in wilkesboro—leaving tomorrow—for greensboro—-then denver

last night in wilkesboro—leaving tomorrow—for greensboro—-then denver