May Days 😉

Last night was a struggle; I said good night to Jesus, told May I’d like to sing for her as soon as I am able…This morning, the sky. My gaze was looking downward awhile, drinking a cup of tea, then singing, suddenly looked up: I sent the sky so many kisses; I didn’t count them…😊😘😘😊…… Continue reading May Days 😉

I Adore…

https://youtu.be/YBLsMqUUEyY?autoplay=0&rel=0 Me reading poetry from the book, Hidden Music by Rumi, my own words about the book to follow in this post Jasmine and Jewels ~ recent painting of mine (2021) Dahlia, ‘Fascination’ my favorite flower whose name I just learned. An app identified it and that was first my guess😍Student of Nature I am…🌿…… Continue reading I Adore…

All These Dream Flowers Displayed on Their Porcelain Plate

It is the day, Dec. 1st, in my calendar; it’s been a month of a book I’ve had holding these newest dream flowers and remaining closed ’til this morning, these flowers found and preserved for author May Ziadeh, with affection, after the title of her first poetry book in French, a new delight of mine…… Continue reading All These Dream Flowers Displayed on Their Porcelain Plate

The Mansion Where May Ziadeh Lived and Her Refrain I’d Heard in My Heart Answered

This is the Ziade Palace where poet and author May Ziadeh lived (b. Feb 1886, d. Oct. 1941) in Lebanon. The green gate lead up to the upper floor of the palace and it was said May had lived on the first floor with the traditional balcony. These recent photos were kindly taken by writer…… Continue reading The Mansion Where May Ziadeh Lived and Her Refrain I’d Heard in My Heart Answered

Unhappy with This Example…I Learn From It…Now

Update Jan. 13 ’22: As a practice I’d like to create new posts rather than amend past ones on the blog, like a newspaper in print, but this post has been on my mind as needing an additional note, and so I will make an exception, not remove anything written, even if I’ve moved now…… Continue reading Unhappy with This Example…I Learn From It…Now

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 🙂

Got On A Boat In A Book I Found, Made Me Laugh Aloud

Let’s just do words, no pictures today. 😊 The new book I began is incredibly good, by the author Ameen Rihani I’d discovered listed as one of the very few of May Ziadeh’s literary colleagues (or of people she knew in general) who had helped get her out of the horrific mental asylum in Lebanon…… Continue reading Got On A Boat In A Book I Found, Made Me Laugh Aloud

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

Featured again today on the blog with affection💕🙏… for May Sunday, Oct. 17, 2021 after 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 and sincerity it contains!!” b. Feb. 11, 1886 – d. Oct.…… Continue reading A Letter To Honor Poet May Ziadeh and Two of Her Poems, Eighty Years Later

(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

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

An Amazing Art Reading from Some Weeks Ago

This video was recently posted, an art event and poetry reading I’d attended some time ago—I wasn’t reading my own work at this meeting or making any audible comments, but the camera will show my appreciation for the art, poems, and background stories shared. (If you notice, no it’s not a camera trick; I did…… Continue reading An Amazing Art Reading from Some Weeks Ago

Unfolding The Way With Sky Blushes, A Falling Book, And A Suddenly Seen Keurig Machine

The morning sky today easily put some blush upon my face too. 😊🙏 Windows I’d just cleaned yesterday on both sides, including the glass door, and yes, my plants are looking more alive again, was excited to wake up today and see what the view would be through such clear glass… And there was another…… Continue reading Unfolding The Way With Sky Blushes, A Falling Book, And A Suddenly Seen Keurig Machine

A Sweet, Refreshing Beginning…

The literary salon begins with some blush… Yesterday afternoon, ‘Rumi’ black tea in a glass with a splash of almond milk. Autumn begins tomorrow…🍂😊 I send you my morning wishes and return to the salon with a cup of green tea and glimpsing the sky between sips as its colors lighten and merge… * Today…… Continue reading A Sweet, Refreshing Beginning…

The Literary Salon Goes On

A snapshot from Tuesday I said to Peeko, ”Make your literary salon face!” (snaps photo).The Tuesday literary salon is still May Ziadeh’s, not my own, that she hosted in Cairo and had to stop hosting unfairly in 1930, due to the law then with her parents dying and being an unmarried woman, but now it’s…… Continue reading The Literary Salon Goes On

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

May’s Letters of Earthly Life Past

Note: Not positive of the diary’s authorship, as two translation sources found not enough to determine. Putting aside for now, ’though references to writing and pen make me think it’s probably from May’s diary. I’ve also added a last writing newfound to me today. (10/23/21) 1920 May Ziadeh to Kahlil Gibran Mai wrote to Jabran…… Continue reading May’s Letters of Earthly Life Past

Flying Carpets by Hedy Habra, Stories to Show You This Life as They Drift You Away

Flying Carpets by Hedy Habra contains some of the finest short fiction I’ve read, a genre of which I am most selective when it comes to favorites and I don’t read often, yet these stories invite the reader in with glimmering prose poetry and curiosity about the many facets of everyday life, stories grounded in…… Continue reading Flying Carpets by Hedy Habra, Stories to Show You This Life as They Drift You Away

The Lost Girl

Good afternoon, I didn’t know if I would really go away. 😊But I did. And I am back now to tell you about a novel I’ve completed that I’d mentioned before I left, The Lost Girl by D.H. Lawrence, and I won’t spoil plot or suspense for readers. I’d just recently found the novel in…… Continue reading The Lost Girl

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

It’s Tuesday: Get Your Coffee Cup

Well, it’s Wednesday now…but it wasn’t yesterday, when I was writing this. 😊 Today is Tuesday and I realize it would’ve been the day of May Ziadeh’s literary salon in Cairo which began in 1912. The sky was blushing this morning a moment after I woke as you can see in the first photo and…… Continue reading It’s Tuesday: Get Your Coffee Cup