Tag: edna st. vincent millay

An Intoxicating Book, A Bird Tries to Break into My Window, and More Recent Life Stories

this flower was scented like strawberry and sugarcane 📰📻📚🌸 Intoxicated by A Book and Some Flowers I’d found a book recently called The Perfect Couple by Elin Hilderbrand, and I noticed before I read the book that it was scented so beautifully like the beach by the sea and a sweetly potent suntan fragrance…I breathed…… Continue reading An Intoxicating Book, A Bird Tries to Break into My Window, and More Recent Life Stories

A Note Found and a Bookmark and A Great First Art Show

I found this bookmark in a library book I’d taken out and read yesterday, a slim blue copy of literary insight with a little biography of poet Edna St. Vincent Millay. From that book, these lines of a poem by Edna I’d not heard of spoke to me most poignantly: The stone the angel rolled…… Continue reading A Note Found and a Bookmark and A Great First Art Show

“This Is…”

Humidity. This is the red flower moon full of… This is an anonymous lady shouting out, grilling, “Don’t be sorry, honey!” [to a man with her] of me, after there was no altercation, but only kindly manners, as he’d come quickly around a hidden bend, jogging toward my cart as I stepped aside, said I…… Continue reading “This Is…”

A New Pansy Flower, Creative Days, and a Pair of Literary Salon Tuesdays

This purple and yellow pansy flower on my balcony was born just today, and I kissed it gently this morning when I woke and saw it there…😘 and again this afternoon. Welcome to the world. 😊💕🍃 And this ‘Birds’ print chair made me smile when I saw it at the furniture store last week! I…… Continue reading A New Pansy Flower, Creative Days, and a Pair of Literary Salon Tuesdays

A Mid-Literary Salon Mystery and then the Cats Close This Post

photo by me taken at the Fine Arts Museum, Boston. I liked this porcelain tea set out of the ceramic pottery. No, I cannot afford to buy it! At the Tuesday literary salon hosted at my home often we’ve enjoyed a segment of ”silent reading.” I’d imaginatively considered for fun if the salon host, May…… Continue reading A Mid-Literary Salon Mystery and then the Cats Close This Post

Birthdays, Birthdays!, A Literary Salon Day, and ‘The Marching In’

I awoke to the very lightest touch of blush in the dawn sky; it was seen only by looking more closely. It is Tuesday night and in recent weeks there has been lots of fun with paintings or pictures, a free sketch one night in my blank sketchbook from imagination, and painting from my imagination…… Continue reading Birthdays, Birthdays!, A Literary Salon Day, and ‘The Marching In’

Happy Birthday, Edna St. Vincent Millay, 130 yrs!

Here’s a poem Edna St. Vincent Millay (b. 1892) wrote…from her book Collected Poems called “To Elinor Wylie.” It’s a series poem containing sections (six), full of sonnet and one in the middle. I read it aloud in the morning fog today on Edna’s birthday Feb. 22, 130 yrs earth. This sky of rose was…… Continue reading Happy Birthday, Edna St. Vincent Millay, 130 yrs!

Gifts…and Cravings

…A Gift the Day After May’s Birthday I loved the very blushing sky this morning—thank you…😊💖 I wasn’t expecting such a gift…🥰😊 * Willa Cather Craving I was ready to choose a next book to read and suddenly I felt I needed to read Willa Cather, although I don’t know anything about the author personally,…… Continue reading Gifts…and Cravings

Pure Fun, New Moon, Writing Notebook

Last night Monday…Peeko sitting in my chair with such pride. And he might show up at your job as your new Project Manager, you never know. Last week I could sum up with the line, Reason for Exhaustion: Writing sonnets all day. One Shakespearean. One Petrarchan: complex rhyme scheme sent me crashing by 4 pm.…… Continue reading Pure Fun, New Moon, Writing Notebook

A Moon So Near

Before dawn, the moon so close to my face and near to my gaze; I closed my eyes and slept some more, smiling within. This morning… ‘Rumi’ black tea with a splash of almond milk in a teacup my Grandma gave me and Collected Poems by Edna St. Vincent Millay, a gift I so welcomed…… Continue reading A Moon So Near

My Vacation with a Book, a Cup, and Plum Village

I am on vacation at home. After cleaning and vacuuming and hanging up the new laundry out of the dryer, I continued mindfulness practices on the Plum Village app this afternoon, a community I’d found years ago whose meditations and teachings I’ve found so clear and beautifully expressed and a very enjoyable app. Some of…… Continue reading My Vacation with a Book, a Cup, and Plum Village

An Accidental Scene and a Time of Reading

And this is why there are bookends, and more to come; this scene’s all accidental. I’d just looked through that charming row of books (…I have more bookends on the way!), including Frankenstein by Mary Shelley, after I’d just chosen my next book to read, which was Memories: A Story of German Love (1874) by…… Continue reading An Accidental Scene and a Time of Reading

It Could Be Gold or Silver or Green…Or Blush or Frost…

new kitchen towels 🙂☺️ The Year Begins with a Scare Excited to suddenly find recordings on YouTube of Edna St. Vincent Millay reading her poetry aloud herself, I decided to play the one on the blog for my cat Peeko one night since she’s been his favorite poet out of ones he’s heard, and like…… Continue reading It Could Be Gold or Silver or Green…Or Blush or Frost…

Hear Edna St. Vincent Millay Read Her Own Poetry

Edna St. Vincent Millay in her private library upstairs at Steepletop, c. 1935 I didn’t even realize I could do that, until now! It was so incredible to suddenly hear Edna St. Vincent Millay reading her words aloud, a poet I’ve read and written of often, and I don’t even remember how I got to…… Continue reading Hear Edna St. Vincent Millay Read Her Own Poetry

Home Now…My Recent True Tales with Art: Evening News :)

I came back home late afternoon yesterday (Mon.) Peeko this morning, after requesting his read earlier than usual, heard a favorite poem he likes to replay, “The Bean-Stalk” by Edna St. Vincent Millay. He sat like a hen as he listened to it, this photo above snapped just as he reclined relaxed afterwards, and I…… Continue reading Home Now…My Recent True Tales with Art: Evening News 🙂

A Rightfully Edna’s Moon Celebration

This blog, Blush of Dawn’s ”original re-start up poet,” Edna St. Vincent Millay, Maine, New England-born author, b. Feb. 22, 1892 celebrates a Pisces moon today! (And I, too share this remembered moon.) 🌜 Just in time as the moon will soon move to Aries, I will share a favorite poem of hers from ones…… Continue reading A Rightfully Edna’s Moon Celebration

7!

a recent photo luxuriously flaunting his longness… Peeko knew it was his birthday today as soon as dawn’s waking, he ran! into the bedroom (instead of walking) as I was awakening and looked up at me with great attention and excitement, and with a hint of baby sweetness, and then he leapt onto the new…… Continue reading 7!

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

In 2021, I Just Happened to Find a Dance to Take Us into 1921

Grandma Shirley knew about this free dance gathering with a band, including especially good Swing music, and as she’d practiced ballroom and line dancing before and I hadn’t, I asked her if she wanted to dance to this song.I don’t have dance lesson experience or knew the dances they were doing but it wasn’t a…… Continue reading In 2021, I Just Happened to Find a Dance to Take Us into 1921