Three Rumis in a Row

When I go to a bookstore, like Barnes and Noble, or the library, I may check on some of my favorite poets: I found two books by the Persian author Rumi, b. Sept. 30, 1207, d. Dec. 17, 1273, who I have come to find nurturing and protective feelings towards as a (younger) brother of mine (mysteriously) and was pleased to see his books again. I like this ghost book nicely placed there 😅too. I was glad that I’d noticed a third book by Rumi out of place and set it back with the other two so very quietly saying, ”……This Rumi belongs here,” stepping back, admiringly…

I had been too absorbed in the moment seeing the Rumis to have really noticed the author, Fariha Roisin, of the Ghost book, yet today I added a literary novel she’d written in 2020 titled, Like A Bird to my list of books to read. I have plans to buy a paper book again from a bookstore and support them—my last run through the Fantasy section was not fruitful, but this also may not be the time for me personally to buy a book as I have a good row of books found free recently unread on my highest bookshelf and two poetry books from the library by possibly brand new to me authors whose names I cannot remember until I pick one up to read it, these pair of books neatly stacked like decoration but meant to be read, with titles facing forward, for a time that’s soon to come.

I couldn’t find any books of poems by Edna St. Vincent Millay or Lord Byron, and I couldn’t find the novel The Mysteries of Udolpho by Ann Radcliffe (mentioned in my current read, Northanger Abbey by Jane Austen.) I did see a very slim collection of Pablo Neruda’s Love Poems with a sleak black cover a-gleaming.


I found my new top beer 🍺of choice. No, not a whole glass but favorite few sips of this: “Great Central Festzelt”; it now places “Jack’s Abbey Blood Orange” in third and “Goose Island” just behind it in second…I have sipped many. 🍻🍻🍻🍻


And I forgot I wanted to get a slim amount of fresh parsley leaves to chew…will be ready on my list Monday. 🧾🌿Keep the parsley leaves in the refrigerator in a glass of water with stems trimmed just a little.

I might grab a small leafy stem🌿to chew and think I am done then, and then all of a sudden, I may grab another…and then I am satisfied. 😊


🥥🌴I love coconut oil; it is my newest fruit of nourishment in solid oil form. I still miss my daily plums 😞 and don’t understand why they aren’t in the store anymore…must be different from berries in growing.

I usually close the day with lamps off in darkness, yoga folds, and coconut oil. Does this seem like I am entering 2022? Not exactly, but not exactly 1922…and I am in good company. 😊Coconut oil is great for hair, skin, eyelashes (with clear mascara brush), whole body, aromatherapy; learn how much you want, place on the coconut, and sleep contentedly…


I had forgotten my own blog break with this post; one can always try again.



Previously: Off I Go, Fare Thee Well!

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