BeingNaturePhotographyPoetry Poem – Through the Forest Through the forest with only my thoughts and the morning sun reflecting off ice and snow. Through the... williamricciApr 23, 2016
ArtsBeingNaturePoetryZen - Buddhism Poem – Where I Stood (1) Where I stood on that last day I saw you walking across the bridge. I believe you... williamricciSep 5, 2014
ArtsBeingEmpty FieldPhotographyPoetryZen - Buddhism Poem – Excerpt #2 from Sand Shadows The following are excerpts from a new piece I am writing called “Sand Shadows”. Excerpt #2 Grey sky... williamricciJun 26, 2014Aug 4, 2014
ArtsBeingPhotographyPoetryZen - Buddhism Poem – From Sand Shadows The following is from a new piece I am writing called “Sand Shadows”. Sitting at the stone table... williamricciJun 15, 2014
ArtsBeingPaintingPhotographyPoetry Poem – Absentia #2 Absent of light the canvas becomes black – in the blackness there is not nothing – there is... williamricciMay 23, 2014
BeingNaturePoetryZen - Buddhism Poem – The Orange Sky Burns The orange sky burns cloud timbers graying and ashen purple smoke escapes the embers, blue sky becomes more... williamricciJan 4, 2014Nov 25, 2018
BeingPoetryUpdate Poem – Memories Bundled, dressed, and prepared for winter and spring, the sun is sharp and clear, the air is charged... williamricciMar 10, 2013Mar 10, 2013
PoetryUpdate Summer on 41st Stretching eager fingers, ready to continue on a new piece with the working title of “A Season in... williamricciJun 10, 2012Jun 10, 2012
BeingNaturePoetry Stone Garden Intently walking the empty shoreline with faint reminders of empty fields each stone or grain of sand unique... williamricciApr 8, 2012Apr 8, 2012
BeingPoetryZen - Buddhism Poem – Death This valley is filled with death. Take a step back… how did I get here? A few lifetimes... williamricciApr 7, 2012Jan 12, 2014
BeingEssay Memory I wonder if all 9 seasons of “Scrubs” I subjected myself too, and how I am able to... williamricciMar 18, 2012Mar 24, 2012
EssayNaturePoetry Something is Missing What the hell happened to spring? Winter has quickly left our thawed memories and spring has sprung for... williamricciMar 16, 2012May 18, 2012
BeingEssay Transition – Chaos I have spent many hours the past few weeks, in quiet contemplation. Setting aside books, news, papers, pen;... williamricciMar 11, 2012May 18, 2012
BeingPoetry Home To know my place here, the culmination of past, present, and now – requires awareness of my roots,... williamricciMar 9, 2012Mar 9, 2012