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Author - Poet - Speaker

writing across what divides us

I began writing on an old manual typewriter in childhood and never stopped.

My work explores deep divides within ourselves and our communities to promote understanding and respect. I use storytelling, poetry, music, and the spoken word to nurture radical attention and belonging.

Let’s help mend the world. 

Care to learn more about my work?

Phyllis’ work gently guides us along the path of awareness, reminding us that we are all part of the universal spirit.

Sandhya S.

My Latest Books

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  • Poetry of Presence II: More Mindfulness Poems

    $21.95
  • Staying Power 2: Writings from a Year of Emergence

    $13.95
  • Staying Power: Writings from a Pandemic Year

    $13.95
  • Beneath the Same Stars: A Novel of the 1862 U.S.-Dakota War

    $14.95
  • For the Sake of One We Love and Are Losing: A Meditative Poem & Journal

    $18.95
  • Poetry of Presence: An Anthology of Mindfulness Poems

    $21.95
  • The Emptiness of Our Hands: 47 Days on the Streets

    $14.95
  • Practicing Presence: Insights from the Streets

    $0.00

To listen to Phyllis Cole-Dai is to open the self to wonder, curiosity, mindfulness and epiphany. As an editor, writer, musician and teacher, she has a wealth of practical and personal information to share.

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Musings

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My
Musings

May 15, 2023 in Poetry

Ode to a Flat Tire

On this Mother’s Day in the US, you may be celebrating a special someone in your life who has “mothered” you or whom you yourself have had the privilege of “mothering.” My young chap, Nathan,…
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May 15, 2023 in Poetry

Mother Tree

Yeah, yeah, I know. Mother’s Day in the US isn’t until next week. But when I began this poem, I didn’t know it was going to be about mothers. Or about tree rings. That’s the beauty of…
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April 25, 2023 in Mindfulness

It Might Have Been Otherwise

“Only in Minnesota,” the guy shouts into the blizzard as he shovels behind our rear tires, “can you have eighteen inches of snow one day, then a week of ninety-degree days, followed by this shit!” His mountain-man…
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