Welcome to Collective Self

I’m Lori Kane, Whidbey Island-based author, poet, editor, coworking space creator, and dementia care partner.

Our new books are now orderable from your local bookstore (yay local!) and available for quick purchase on Amazon.com. Year 2 Poet is our second in a 5-year series about the experience of reclaiming your artist self. The Grace of Dragons: Receiving the Gifts of Dementia Care Partnering was created as respite for too-busy caregivers and anyone else who has to befriend grief on a daily basis. Essays and poetry for “Why me?” days. And Reimagination Station: Creating a Game-Changing In-Home Coworking Space tells the story of how we turned our home into a free community coworking space and changed our lives in the process. Recommended for people reimagining empty or under-valued spaces, homes, and neighborhoods into thriving community spaces.

If you need writing or editorial help with your projects, check out our Services page. I’m happy to help or connect you with someone who can! Happy spring my friends!

Recent Writings

Arlo

Happy final day of national poetry month! A flash poem a day, every day, in April! Looking forward to next year. Here’s today’s silly poem… Arlo Waggingly he came from the streets of LA Bundled up, shipped off to Seattle where average time to...

Red Pleather Seats

Happy national poetry month! A flash poem a day, every day in April!   Red Pleather Seats above the lunch rush crowd a clattering, plates and cups two women sit alone reading in heaven a young boy, also alone on break from the kitchen intently checks his phone...

Dear Artist,

accept throwing out everything you knew was true each morning starting again from the beginning or well before then uncertainly receiving just one certainty each day some days, mine is a friend or a warm breeze or a cat other days, mine is a poem or an essay or a book...

Nursery

internet, off now breathing, noticed ears dancing with rain down eve spouts family, hugged, fed, dispersed to their corners paw, across cat’s face wood floor, brightened with daylight through clouds, appreciated aspect, spacious eyes, closed lungs, expanding...

Holy Ground

the old man up the hill tends the garden of the woman next door the woman behind us up the hill donates supplies to schools the woman who lives beside her takes her sick dog for very slow, sunny walks to sniff the life from dewy blades of grass while ailing pup still...