This is so beautiful, thank you. It makes me think I might paint some of your skies onto my canvas and with gratitude towards you! I would share this happiness.Last night, I finished collecting all of the poems of Flowers of a Dream by May Ziadeh in English and then I read through them all,…… Continue reading I Tapped Closed ‘Flowers of a Dream,’ My Heart Within It
Last night I read the many handwritten poems and then again the latest poem of my own that I had written during the full moon party and had not remembered ’til then how I’d concluded it, these days of having been pulled into a poetry cove awhile and then coming back up onto the slightly…… Continue reading Sweetly Had You Come to Meet Me in the Night?
As you see now, this blog is now on WordPress and you had nothing to do; you were just here. The links have been added, design worked with, and all past posts from Blogger have been posted! I knew it was time last night to get up and go and yet I have kept a…… Continue reading A Call As If I Knew It
I stepped inside the bedroom with my glossy blue paper box designed with silhouettes of some elegant people and around them an ornate golden border. Inside the box, I store the only two surviving handwritten journals of mine, one from a few years gone that was very hard to read but is fine to be…… Continue reading My Full Moon Party for the Flower Moon
I finished translating this poem before I went to sleep last night. I closed my eyes and a little while after, I felt the touch of fingers through my hair in slow, gentle movements as if someone was leaning down from above me with kindness.**Reading the poem aloud:Capricious by May Ziadeh
Dressed and ready, as the sun is bright and one bird is whistling notes in the trees, I read again the poem that I read last night, the first from Dream Flowers (Fleurs de Reve) by May Ziadeh.This is the book I found accidentally then when I was looking online to see if there were…… Continue reading A Poem Drapes Over My Shoulders
It seemed Shams had come by again, this time in front of the bookshelf, and also with a few others. I was half in a dream and so had thought I am sleeping now, was past sleep for me even if still early for them, and they left. ;)And later on this morning I realized…… Continue reading Morning Words by Shams