A picture to represent the feeling of this book. A few thoughts on form, nothing to spoil the excitement of reading. A Village Life, poems by Louise Glück, brings the reader into an unnamed Mediterranean town depicted through poems, which all contain a distinct voice that remains consistent throughout it, with a cool tone, and yet in certain…… Continue reading A Village Life, A Book That Gently Nudged Me On
The audio reading of A Little Honey Sweetens The Flame has been released! The whole album includes 31 poems read by me with a studio microphone and without music, in simplicity, each poem its own track. Maybe hearing poems read aloud is a nice way to rest at the end of the day, or maybe you’d like to listen…… Continue reading The Audiobook Is Available!
You might have seen me writing about how I’ve been working steadily on recording my latest book, A Little Honey Sweetens The Flame as audio. I have recorded it with a studio microphone, without music, in simplicity—each poem read aloud by me in quietness. Each poem is a separate track on the album and every poem…… Continue reading Audiobook Coming Tomorrow!
It seemed Shams had come by again, this time in front of the bookshelf, and also with a few others. I was half in a dream and so had thought I am sleeping now, was past sleep for me even if still early for them, and they left. 😉 And later on this morning I…… Continue reading Morning Words by Shams
It is nice to be moved awhile…by car wheels, nightfall to come, and music. *I am happy to discover I am reading a poet who is living, my heart was beating a little fast with suspense when I was looking to see if she was; her name’s Louise Gluck. She was born in New York City…… Continue reading Moved While Moving
My grandma’s 97th birthday is soon to come this Easter Sunday. She’d passed away last year a few months after turning 96.At first I wasn’t sure if these holidays coinciding this year were a good thing. But I know what she would say if I thought I couldn’t celebrate Easter happily. “What are you going…… Continue reading Grandma’s Birthday Coming Up, What She’d Say
The sun hadn’t blinded me it lights up what I already loved clear in the pitch black too.
**And one more for the night…
Looking straight ahead, reaching back. It did matter. My hand cannot change a fact, but I’ve believed in a touch more than a fact.
this* Dua Lipa & Angele – Fever
Found a poet I’d heard named often but hadn’t yet read her books, Louise Gluck. I read a few poems in her book, set it down, read a few from my book. I saw and heard what are in mine, realized what are in hers.I am happy to read a woman who mentions the word,…… Continue reading I’ll Read It and Then Drink The Nectar Too
Reminds me, I will gaze upon a nice thing, picturing the night sky this one without fog so all the richness is seen.
Hi from the library. I have this book that was ready today and one I had planned to read and yet don’t exactly remember requesting from the library, but I know I wasn’t “sleep booking.”;) See “Sleep Blogging, Sleep Talking.”Back to reading… Things that are free: the library, touch, the sky, the moon, the sun,…… Continue reading Hi From The Library
I want to send a warm thank you to everyone who has gotten my poetry book! And I am happy to send out words into the world.I also would like to invite you to Poetry Appreciators on Facebook, a group for anyone who loves words that contain the best of poetry, whether they’re classified as poetry or fiction or memoir, purely…… Continue reading I Missed Spring Officially, But It Wasn’t Too Late
I did not need stars then.~*~Dua Lipa – Pretty Please~*~
Reading a poem by Edna. I feel like I could’ve been born in the late 1800s and shared poetry in the 1920s with people like her. Keeping that essence alive as I continue writing in 2021, a hundred years later.Reading A Poem By EdnaAn interesting thought I had, which lines of poetry have I remembered?…… Continue reading Reading Edna and Lines I’ve Remembered
I thought, What should I say tonight?And my reply, whatever comes in whatever form.
I am reflecting on something spiritual I read: The sun burns brightly; it can’t be stared at for long with its strong light; it is powerful, it can invite the moon. The glowing moon is gentle and sweet and can be lit up with the radiance of the sun.What would I be? I’d say the moon;…… Continue reading The Sun And The Moon
I planned to read poetry not until tomorrow, but Peeko was hanging out in the living room with me when I got back home and I thought he might like to hear some at this time. Some poems he’d looked annoyed and walked away mid-read or had knocked the book off the counter onto the…… Continue reading Rumi And Shams: Living Room Reading