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- R. Burnett Baker
- Rick Burnett Baker currently is self-employed as a narrative photographer, and is a member of the National Press Photographer's Association (NPPA), and the Photographic Society of America (PSA). A native Texan, Baker is a graduate of State University of New York (Albany) with a BA in Asian Studies, (minor in classical Chinese literature), a Graduate Certificate in US Urban Policy, and a Masters (MRP) in Regional and Urban Planning, Third World. He has worked with a mining company in Honduras, with a civil engineering firm in Saudi Arabia, and traveled andworked throughout Southeast Asia, China, and Northern Africa with Halliburton for nearly a decade, based out of Singapore. During his years living in Singapore he was also known for his radio and television voice-over work. Baker returned to the US in 1985 to complete academic interests and continues to live in New York.
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beautiful, Rick... love the photo for this one... it captures that line "nurturing silence".
ReplyDeleteI love the image that goes so well with your meditative poem. I also am impressed at the language of "efficient agony" - much self-reflection going on in this poem........I like the ironic humor very much.
ReplyDeleteThis is so beautiful... and I'm reading it as I drink my first cup of morning coffee.
ReplyDeleteSoft, calm, nurturing, love, life...what's better than those? A lovely message!
ReplyDeletewas a voice... nice flow. soothing. reflective.
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ReplyDeleteBeautifully expressed; gives me a feeling of peacefulness when I read it.
ReplyDeleteA perfect poem to start my day!
ReplyDeleteThis so perfectly echoes the meditative state it describes.
ReplyDeleteso calming and reflective.
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