Last night I read the many handwritten poems and then again the latest poem of my own that I had written during the full moon party and had not remembered ’til then how I’d concluded it, these days of having been pulled into a poetry cove awhile and then coming back up onto the slightly…… Continue reading Sweetly Had You Come to Meet Me in the Night?
I remember this! hadn’t known the title. My family background is from Calabria and Naples, Italy, although I’ve heard more mention of Naples in conversation; these places are not too far apart. 🎶💃🎶 https://youtu.be/0v1QrZNDn64
Earlier: Wild Dreams, So Eager and Light
Earlier: Wild Dreams, So Eager and Light
The moon has made its way into Aquarius, which was the sign May Ziadeh was born (who you have seen make a presence in the posts in the recent weeks; I let people and things be where they find themselves within my heart.) She was born on February 11, 1886, a hundred years before my…… Continue reading Wild Dreams, So Eager And Light
A WordPress Welcome Since I sailed away from Blogger Thursday night having safely gotten myself on solid ground as that ship was going down, I’d imported my posts to WordPress and left these words: ‘Be well, Blogger and farewell! I will remember our eleven years.’ And I have made a few changes to this blog…… Continue reading Letting In The Glow And Then The Moon Too
As you see now, this blog is now on WordPress and you had nothing to do; you were just here. The links have been added, design worked with, and all past posts from Blogger have been posted! I knew it was time last night to get up and go and yet I have kept a…… Continue reading A Call As If I Knew It
I had fallen into a deep poetry cove for awhile and did not wish to come out. I did notice that I’d like to come out today, but I wanted to take with me a gleaming dream rock that was gliding toward me in the water, before I climbed back up and out; it reflects…… Continue reading Something I Brought With Me
I stepped inside the bedroom with my glossy blue paper box designed with silhouettes of some elegant people and around them an ornate golden border. Inside the box, I store the only two surviving handwritten journals of mine, one from a few years gone that was very hard to read but is fine to be…… Continue reading My Full Moon Party for the Flower Moon
You might find an understanding, a silent one, that after awhile you find to not really be silent and that took the time to find the words to find you. *** Kin To Sorrow by Edna St. Vincent Millay Am I kin to Sorrow, That so oft Falls the knocker of my door—— Neither loud…… Continue reading A Line of Mine and Some Poems By Other Writers
The wind with the trees, with the sky, and a dream with an edge that goes well with the night.
She painted the morning sky the colors of her poem. May said, ‘I hope that after my death someone will do me justice.’ And then she painted a sunset to match the sunrise, with softer colors to close the day. *Thank you; I notice and enjoy these; you do such kind things with your hands.(for…… Continue reading Notes in the Sky and Nearby
Painting Ideas I have three different ideas for paintings with imagined imagery and two have possible titles, and I won’t tell you about any of them in this post. The last time I set up, I was impressed with the clear wrapper I took off the canvas. The session was over even without me painting…… Continue reading Treasures I’ve Found
I finished translating this poem before I went to sleep last night. I closed my eyes and a little while after, I felt the touch of fingers through my hair in slow, gentle movements as if someone was leaning down from above me with kindness. * * Reading the poem aloud: Excerpt from Capricious…… Continue reading A Poem to Close The Day and Bring Dreams Early
the sky at sunset last night During moments of waiting in the day, I had learned more about translating poetry by rereading my own first attempts with online translators and by coming across a different poem yesterday that had been beautifully translated by someone else. This is my own newest translation of yesterday’s…… Continue reading Breakfast and a Poem
There are treasures to find. Earlier: Breakfast and a Poem
Oh, sweet bitterness!I will soothe you and heal you.I will bring you roses.I, too, have been covered with thorns.—RumiEarlier: I Am Happy Here; I Have Yet To Come Out
When I had found this book and looked within, I fell into a shallow sea and settled into the water, resting comfortably upon wet sand, as if not yet to come back out. I had not yet read the poems or any books by this author, and I am translating them from French into English,…… Continue reading I Am Happy Here; I Have Yet To Come Back Out
I am pleased when I see I’ll need to call customer service.And I may put in a perfect report.Maybe an 🍎for the teacher fairy.*Earlier today: Make My Steps More Interesting
🎶Jp Saxe – A Little Bit Yours (Dave Aude Remix)Says I let myself want you, as if I let myself haunt you :oEarlier today: May I Ask Who You Are And What You Write?
I was happy to receive a request for an interview on NFReads.com, where I tell about my writing, me, my books, and inspirations. Here you can read my replies and for the sake of simplicity, I summed up each question asked in my response, each new answer signaled with an asterisk *. Interview With Author Jade…… Continue reading May I Ask Who You Are And What You Write?