Marie Anzalone

PLEDGE TO CIVILITY IN CONDUCT:
I never thought I would actually have to state this outright on any public forum: I am not harassing other writers on site, nor do I have multiple accounts set up for the sole purpose of harassing other writers.

In accordance with the Writers Cafe own terms of use, I have created, and adhere to, a pledge to personal civil conduct and fair treatment of other users. It can be found here:

Pledge to civil conduct in discourse

If you are new to the site, I would like to welcome you warmly and let you know that over 4 years of use, WC has helped me personally connect with other wonderful writers on and off site, and get my works published professionally. It is all a matter of how you choose to use the site.

A LITTLE ABOUT THE MOST BORING WRITER ON THE PLANET:

I am a 37 year-old animal scientist who was orphaned at an early age and raised by wolves and Ents. I recently made the decision to go back home to them.

I grew up in a magical forest, where I became acquainted with tame foxes, talking blue jays, sentient raccoons, visiting kingfishers, and restless spirits. Someone told me I had to leave to know the "real" world, so I ventured out a ways with various forms of corporate America. I learned there that orcs are real, and they have nasty pointy teeth with which to rend the spirit until it is dead.

I have been professionally employed as a teacher, artist, farm market manager, TB vaccine researcher, 3rd World "field vet," animal welfare specialist, mouse OB/Gyn, and campus sustainability guru. I've also gotten lost while touring the summit of an active volcano, so go figure. My current professional venture is starting a non-profit in Guatemala dedicated to climate change. This tends to make me terribly boring at parties... and not that popular in writing circles either.

My writing stems from a need to connect on some level with other human beings, and work out these silly things called emotions.Scientists have a [mostly unearned] reputation for being boring and anti-social. I have struggled since age 7 to document all of this, putting pen to paper and retracting it for a long time until I felt I had something to say. Luckily I have been blessed by more relationship muck-ups alone than most other any three people, and thus always have plenty of fresh material available to work with.

Life is an adventure, folks... make it worth living. If you do, there is always something fresh to write about.

See my other profile, "Raquelita," for poetry written in Spanish. See my photos here for my documentation of this gorgeous land I call home.

Raquelita poetry in Spanish

I am the moderator of two very active groups for serious writers:

The Spiritual Woman
and
New England Style

Check them out, and please feel free to join if they interest you.

OTHER POETRY SITES I CONTRIBUTE TO:

I was extremely honored to find out that I had been featured as May, 2013 Poet of the Month at the Rubber Eden Poetry Site, run by the extraordinarily talented Vincent Quatroche:

Rubber Eden Po of the Month

Vincent's own work is edgy and angry and political and has a lot to say- I highly recommend it. He may be the only person I know who partially makes a living off of poetry.

I am also a frequent contributor to the wonderful Versewrights Poetry site, which many other WC writers have been invited to join:

Marie Anzalone page on Versewrights

PUBLICATIONS THAT TOOK ME IN AND FED ME:
University of Connecticut Human Rights Journal

2010 Namaste Human Rights Journal

International animal story anthology:
Animal Anthology Project

Writers Cafe published poetry anthologies:
Cafe Musings

No Apologies

Under the Willow Tree

Moods of Time

SOME ECLECTIC MUSIC THAT HELPS ME WRITE:



WORDS THAT GUIDE ME:

Your Daughters And Your Sons
(Tommy Sands)

They didn't hear your music and they tore your paintings down
They wouldn't read your writing and they banned you from the town
But they couldn't stop you dreaming, and a victory you've won
For you sowed the seeds of freedom in your daughters and your sons
In your daughters and your sons
In your daughters and your sons
You sowed the seeds of freedom in your daughters and your sons

Your weary smile, it proudly hides the chain-marks on your hands
For you've bravely strived to realise the rights of everyone
But though your body's bent and low, a victory you've won
For you sowed the seeds of justice in your daughters and your sons
In your daughters and your sons
In your daughters and your sons
You sowed the seeds of justice in your daughters and your sons

I don't know your religion but one day I heard you pray
For a world where everyone can work and children they can play
And though you never got your share and the fruits that you have won
You sowed the seeds of equality in your daughters and your sons
In your daughters and your sons
In your daughters and your sons
You sowed the seeds of equality in your daughters and your sons

They taunted you in Belfast and they tortured you in Spain
And in that Warsaw ghetto where they tied you up in chains
In Vietnam and Chile, when they came with tanks and guns
It's there you sowed the seeds of peace in your daughters and your sons
In your daughters and your sons
In your daughters and your sons
It's there you sowed the seeds of peace in your daughters and your sons

And now your music's playing, and the writing's on the wall
And all the dreams you painted can be seen by one and all
And now you've got them thinking, and the future's just begun
For you sowed the seeds of freedom in your daughters and your sons
In your daughters and your sons
In your daughters and your sons
You sowed the seeds of freedom in your daughters and your sons

HOW I KEEP UP WITH WHO IS CHECKING IN