Tag: literary salon we keep

Kick off Fall with a Party

I like to celebrate things, including the start of a new season. And Fall begins tomorrow. I’d recently reconnected with my ninth grade English teacher online when I told her that I read a book by a poet: Louise Glück whom she’d recommended to me years ago and thanked her. She asked me if I…… Continue reading Kick off Fall with a Party

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

Poem: A Spell May Fail, But A Prayer May Find Its Desire In Being Said At All  

I wrote this poem last night, Tuesday and finished it this morning. I hadn’t picked a traditional form to try to write in, but some end line repetitions and couplets with some internal rhyme reminded me of a ghazal poem. A Spell May Fail, But A Prayer May Find Its Desire In Being Said At…… Continue reading Poem: A Spell May Fail, But A Prayer May Find Its Desire In Being Said At All  

The Moon and Surprise Live Violin Music

The moon beside the window before it moved on or a cloud moved in for the darkness that brings deep, satisfying rest. I was so surprised to hear another live electric violinist, this time by the supermarket where I’d never seen any performers, and I really loved this song I videoed, complimented the playing and…… Continue reading The Moon and Surprise Live Violin Music

Letters of Earthly Life Past

1920 May Ziadeh to Kahlil Gibran Mai wrote to Jabran a letter of gentle admonition: When I was sitting to write, I used to forget who you are and where you are, and I often forget that there is a man to talk to as you, so I often talk to you as I speak…… Continue reading Letters of Earthly Life Past

September Eighth, Safekeepings

Tues., Sept. 7 ‘21 My calendar showed me it was time to open the book with the snow-flowers and the rose, as I’d learned that flowers preserve more easily if the book that holds them is kept closed ‘til it’s time. The snow-flowers were like a mysterious gift taken off the stems at their fullness…… Continue reading September Eighth, Safekeepings

The Little Pieces of Wisdom I Treasure Which May Be Made of Tissue Paper

Why would I need great wealth when the library is so much fun?  Let me have a few clothes hangers to detangle after a just neatened closet wardrobe. Let me find the empty clothes hangers taking up extra room one by one, and then set them apart one by one, and close the door…go out…… Continue reading The Little Pieces of Wisdom I Treasure Which May Be Made of Tissue Paper