m* Type it yes I wush it could be back to look where you need to walk nothing else the crown is not doing what the gleam itself does could not exactly help but no hurt when there is little explanaton in that dream last night the sky was noy in and there was wreck…… Continue reading H
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Starting The Week with A Heart Back Intact and Plenty of Soulful Imaginings
Hearing my audio poems; sometimes he’s a very fluffy bunny, and sometimes a slightly violent teddybear. Peeko’s Moon and a Pulitzer Prize Winning Author, Truly Wise Book of Poems Over the weekend, Peeko sat by the book The Moon Before Morning like ’Read me more of these poems; it’s my moon!’ He is a Scorpio.…… Continue reading Starting The Week with A Heart Back Intact and Plenty of Soulful Imaginings
Two Translations of Poems Written by the Dearest Author May Ziadeh
My translations of two poems I’d been working progressively to complete; finished these full poems from her first book Fleurs de Rêve. TO MISS C. Your eyes are so beautiful, my dear beauty, That their gaze is torturous; I love your name and I spell it Your murmuring flood of a name. I am dark…… Continue reading Two Translations of Poems Written by the Dearest Author May Ziadeh
How about you, Orpheus? ;)
I was careful not to drop Rumi, my shadow soft upon the wall. 🧚♂️🌹🕊☺️📕🙏 .~* From Sky to Earth and Earth to Sky, So Little Difference * Previously: Rumi’s Moon
An Unexpected August Adventure, A Fairy Might’ve Just Wandered In
Aug. 4, ‘21 This is a very rich true story and no more length will be added to the blog for a little while. I took the bus late afternoon today to have my eyebrows threaded and on the way I noticed the open door of a small performing arts theater I hadn’t remembered seeing…… Continue reading An Unexpected August Adventure, A Fairy Might’ve Just Wandered In
Coming Right Up After The Faery Queene I, One Cup of A Surprisingly Good Hemingway
The little green one hundred year old book on the right is the book I’ve just read last and reviewed recently on this blog, The Faery Queene I by Edmund Spenser. I read his apologetic humble note about the book in the introduction after I’d completed my review and it made me feel that maybe…… Continue reading Coming Right Up After The Faery Queene I, One Cup of A Surprisingly Good Hemingway
A Profession I Am Not Pursuing and A Dream to Match It
I like to write poems and sometimes read them aloud. And enjoy a restful yoga night. I may paint another canvas soon. I hadn’t liked the way these pants fell, but I wasn’t crazy about them anyway but comfortable ‘loungewear’ and you will see why I don’t think that I should hem your clothes at…… Continue reading A Profession I Am Not Pursuing and A Dream to Match It
A Dream to Fall Into
I took this photo early. I am awake now in the night but will write a dream I’d like and place myself within it. “It’s so good to see you. The water is such a blue that would be a dolphin’s place of choice to be seen…There are pillows piled on this side, such puffy…… Continue reading A Dream to Fall Into
What Could Be Done With A Dream, Including A Bad One
I’ve enjoyed thinking about my dreams and finding ways of understanding and appreciating them without demanding meaning from them. I’ve found my own remembered dreams would inspire poems I’d write or fit into ones I’d already started writing. I wrote yesterday of deciding to not watch the movie The Prophet, which features the poet Kahlil…… Continue reading What Could Be Done With A Dream, Including A Bad One
Pick Your Dream to Slip Within
Good morning, the sun is warm to bathe in, the air is cool, the scent of coffee made by a neighbor drifts in the air and the bird calls are so quick, until one bird sings longer, more loudly, and complexly; the coffee aroma drifts near, drifts away, wind in the trees. My eyes are…… Continue reading Pick Your Dream to Slip Within
