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
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II. For Lingering with the Blossoms’ Fruits and Natural Honey
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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
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!
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
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
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
Blush of Dawn 