A Song for the Day and Night: Perfect by Ed Sheeran feat. Andrea Bocelli

the moon at dawn Beginning the day with song, attuned to love, listening, maybe a little singing… 💕💖🌴🎼✨💃💗🎼🌴💖💕 https://youtu.be/eiDiKwbGfIY Song starts at 1:00 I love all the lyrics as well, especially how the song gradually winds into full Italian singing, as if on a little gondola gliding over the water with the mandolin sounds and…… Continue reading A Song for the Day and Night: Perfect by Ed Sheeran feat. Andrea Bocelli

“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…”

“The Reddest Leaves”

Don’t talk about the dream aloud, so I see that little brown, glossy-coated bear running low to the ground and coming toward me in the solitary, unmoving morning air, beside the outside gate of the swimming pool, and in the dream, I consider, if I don’t glare at the bear, if I act kindly, it…… Continue reading “The Reddest Leaves”

The Moon’s Different Forms Tonight

… Before bed Through the window, the moon is now shaped as a soft golden-yellow chrysanthemum and then like little square windows painted all golden-white…the tears left, the face kissed… while in the dark. —Jade

“Who Knew”

Calm, I knew well, interlocked, entwined with mine. Superior, yet open always…first, that certain pale blue, the expansiveness that is close, contentment…Trust, feel safe with my soul-friend; I’d heard from others you looking down often, none of your little news, and mostly I’ve been looking up since I would look, meet both places, eyes meet…… Continue reading “Who Knew”

Immersed in the Prose Poetry of Miss May Ziadeh, from ‘Intimate Pages’

Prose poetry was the form author May Ziadeh was best known for in her own time, and which I myself noticed instantly as I’d read this particular type of poetry of hers how it felt supremely desirable. A few passages I’d like to share from Fleurs de Rêve beginning with the introduction of the prose…… Continue reading Immersed in the Prose Poetry of Miss May Ziadeh, from ‘Intimate Pages’

A Serenade by Ameen Rihani

“A Serenade” poem by Ameen Rihani from Myrtles and Myrrh (1905) The moon hath said her sad good-bye,     My sleeping queen; And all the stars are wondering why    Thou art unseen. Behold! abashed, they take to flight, As through the casement breaks thy light.                 Arise, my dawn, arise!    …… Continue reading A Serenade by Ameen Rihani

“A Ghazal for When I’d Known I Shouldn’t Try to Give You The Sun” 

Enjoy my second ghazal poem I wrote, just complete. You can listen to me reading it aloud…and read it on the page. my audio reading A Ghazal for When I’d Known I Shouldn’t Try to Give You the Sun I am standing far below the sun in gold and I am star-following the best below, all in…… Continue reading “A Ghazal for When I’d Known I Shouldn’t Try to Give You The Sun” 

This Particular Moon in My Window—…For You

Mar. 18 The moon calms me, especially this one. This is a moon I wouldn’t have imagined looking exactly like this one. I send a kiss toward it, one single kiss like the single word refrain, that I mean very much. 😊💖🌕😴 Mar. 19 Imagine awakening to the scent of these springtime flowers and fresh…… Continue reading This Particular Moon in My Window—…For You

Celestial Things

Mon., Feb. 28th ’22, updated this post. *the moon, to admire day or night … Yesterday late afternoon when the sun began to lower … Mon., Feb. 28, ’22: This morning, I set a new small painting upon the wall to rest awhile. My inspiration for it began with the sky, imagined; the painting will…… Continue reading Celestial Things