A Letter To Honor Poet May Ziadeh and Two of Her Poems, Eighty Years Later

for May Sunday, Oct. 17, 2021 my own ‘dream flowers’ found and preserved with golden cross I’d found with a rose jeweled center for May and her first poetry book Dream Flowers May Ziadeh writes: “I hope that after my death someone will do justice to me and extract from my small writings the truthfulness…… Continue reading A Letter To Honor Poet May Ziadeh and Two of Her Poems, Eighty Years Later

And The Moon’s Shiny Tonight

It’s the Moon! You know it. A song came on my shuffle today, think my own Christmas thought, save it in my mind for a future post, keeping my hands off the blog, and then quickly check social media late that night to see Britney Spears has posted a Christmas picture. 🎄 I take a…… Continue reading And The Moon’s Shiny Tonight

Peeko’s “Troix Romances Without Words,” Wellness, and My Listenings

I am off social media for a little time and ease into my projects with plenty of rest…there are post ideas piled up yet saved to come, a second post to the “What The Critics Said” series, autumn trees close to photoing, could be me too, and more. I painted this morning and the painting…… Continue reading Peeko’s “Troix Romances Without Words,” Wellness, and My Listenings

Two Dreams I Fell Into, and Then Out, and Another

…And apparently this post appeared in the night and then had fallen right off the blog by the morning… … Tuesday afternoon. Memorable it was to breathe into the sweet center of that flower on my way to continue the rest of my walk today… Maybe I will learn what kind of flower it is…… Continue reading Two Dreams I Fell Into, and Then Out, and Another

Looking into the Forest with a Teacup and Saucer, and Reading Lord Byron Beneath a Shady Pine Tree

still taking accidental photos☺️😊 I like to read one book at a time if it’s the type of book that feels best that way, and so I set aside the novel I’d paired with my previous great poetry read, to begin the two books again, separately, afterwards. I am reading Selected Poems by Lord Byron…… Continue reading Looking into the Forest with a Teacup and Saucer, and Reading Lord Byron Beneath a Shady Pine Tree

(Audio) My Prose Poetry Dedication for May Ziadeh Read Aloud Today Along with Two Poems by May Translated by Me

Tuesday, Oct 12, 2021 for May Ziadeh b. Feb 11, 1886 d. October, 17, 1941 I wrote this poetic letter in appreciation of the poet May Ziadeh who was greatly revered for her poems, prose, essays, translations, and speeches in Lebanon and Egypt during her life, b. Feb 11, 1886. She ran her famous literary…… Continue reading (Audio) My Prose Poetry Dedication for May Ziadeh Read Aloud Today Along with Two Poems by May Translated by Me

Peeko’s Own Post on His Moon

Peeko has a moon of his own in Scorpio, and he may also know it. He prefers to represent himself by himself, yet I will tell the back story. A package note implementation of policy for residents was in my email the other day in which I found amusing this politely toned warning (and the…… Continue reading Peeko’s Own Post on His Moon

A Flower I Would Have Dreamed

I didn’t even have to steal this flower; I found it fallen upon my path yesterday morning after I’d written my first post of the new series. I noticed its color when I saw it so lively upon the asphalt concrete: warm rose blended with violet and amethyst, my most desired color pink for a…… Continue reading A Flower I Would Have Dreamed

What The Critics Said and What That Might Mean To You: #1 Rumi (A Post Series)

Ah, refreshment, and fixings. 😊And then comes a pause for reflection… I see that very long post I mentioned previously I was writing about the different art critics comments on a few familiar poets’ lives or writings was just needing focus, and best to be broken into a series of a few posts to come,…… Continue reading What The Critics Said and What That Might Mean To You: #1 Rumi (A Post Series)

In Which I Actually Answer A Question or Two

from 10/5/21 Bringing lost posts back out of revision This Sunday evening before bed, Peeko looking at me, noting I look well, paw reaching with compassion, his job accomplished! Have you heard of Japan’s ’lucky cat’ figurines? I think I have a real one here. He does this gesture often now, but will have a…… Continue reading In Which I Actually Answer A Question or Two

Lost and Found: Give You Riddles That Are More Fun Than I Thought

True Life: Light flicked off some moments after while I was inside, no one around, flicks on again bright as usual with my step forward…Now, does that make me invisible or not, or might I be shifting? No wrong answer; it’s not that exciting.😊😉🧚‍♀️🌑But my own photo! In an audio post on May 7, ‘21,…… Continue reading Lost and Found: Give You Riddles That Are More Fun Than I Thought

For Simplicity, I Began with Subtraction

Yesterday I decided over plenty of time considering it all, that I would rather not pursue teaching yoga as a business and that I’ve been spreading my attention and energy on many separate things, more than I feel my best doing. And while I feel I am very good at my particular focus of stress…… Continue reading For Simplicity, I Began with Subtraction

Neverwhere, A Reflective Review (Which Keeps Surprises Hidden For Those Finding The Book Anew)

This is the second book I’ve read by the author, after finding Stardust many years ago and reading that one more than once. I recommend Neverwhere by Neil Gaiman to readers who enjoy fantasy and magical realist novels with plenty of humor, dabs of philosophy, and absurdity; this one would be best for adult or…… Continue reading Neverwhere, A Reflective Review (Which Keeps Surprises Hidden For Those Finding The Book Anew)

What A Day Could Do, How Fun It Was…Continued

I don’t feel so great, so I listen to my Party playlist on shuffle, without the party or the dancing, just an everyday stroll kind of walk. I use natural New York variable speed walking moves to avoid all people for consideration even though I pass none, and find an open field…where my back begins…… Continue reading What A Day Could Do, How Fun It Was…Continued

It Vanished Quick; It Was Already With Me

That dream…I remember it, of course, but before sleep or dreaming, we met for another literary salon, Tuesday; I had an insight about literary opinions, critiquing, or sharing that I’d found: but before that I’d found sometime ago the same thing, a secret of prayer that can be more healing for the one praying, quiet…… Continue reading It Vanished Quick; It Was Already With Me

Wake Up, It’s Rumi’s Birthday

I walked out this morning, the sky just turning a lighter blue-gray with clouds cushioning the very top, rounding the sides of the sky, and I looked up, a slight bend back to see, and there I saw a crescent moon I’d thought Rumi might particularly like, today, on his birthday! ‘There, your birthday moon;…… Continue reading Wake Up, It’s Rumi’s Birthday

A Little Early Birthday Gift for Rumi, for You

Rumi’s birthday is tomorrow, a poet having appeared often on this blog! Sometime at the very beginning of September the thought came to me… ”Rumi! Your birthday’s coming at the end of the month!.. How old are you going to be?” 😊💕😊 Although Rumi was born on September 30, 1207 AD, I’ve felt a kind…… Continue reading A Little Early Birthday Gift for Rumi, for You