Tag: nonfiction books

A Note Found and a Bookmark and A Great First Art Show

I found this bookmark in a library book I’d taken out and read yesterday, a slim blue copy of literary insight with a little biography of poet Edna St. Vincent Millay. From that book, these lines of a poem by Edna I’d not heard of spoke to me most poignantly: The stone the angel rolled…… Continue reading A Note Found and a Bookmark and A Great First Art Show

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…

From Love Sonnets of Proteus, poem by Wilfrid Scawen Blunt

I am reading through poetry in a pair of anthologies I’d found at the library…here’s one, the first in the book. * From Love Sonnets of Proteus by Wilfrid Scawen Blunt I see you, Juliet, still, with your straw hat Loaded with vines, and with your dear pale face, On which those thirty years so…… Continue reading From Love Sonnets of Proteus, poem by Wilfrid Scawen Blunt

A New Pansy Flower, Creative Days, and a Pair of Literary Salon Tuesdays

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

My Own Home Design: A Place to Create Art and Rest

The library corner…complete! With Monet’s “Flower Beds” painting on canvas displayed by my reading chair. All bookends in and shown! … I didn’t think this book would be laugh out loud funny, but I am still smiling when I think of a certain little story—Monet getting cranky with his own art failures and one day…… Continue reading My Own Home Design: A Place to Create Art and Rest

Last Night’s Dream of Thay

Yesterday night, I found out my favorite meditation teacher, Thich “Thay” Nhat Hanh who was also an author and poet, had just passed away at age 95. I’d first found him 14 years ago and soon after I wished for a copy of his book Peace is Every Step, and read it fully. Last night…… Continue reading Last Night’s Dream of Thay

How The Sky Was Seen Then And The Sky Now

The first post today was “More Fairy Adventures.”I’m not actually going to throw this book out the window. But I will tell you about it. :)I have finished reading The Sky Atlas by Edward Brooke-Hitching, which is an overview of sky thoughts and observations beginning a bit prehistorically and mostly focusing on written records of astronomy starting…… Continue reading How The Sky Was Seen Then And The Sky Now

Someone Thought There Could Be Another Sea Up High

blue angel by the tree branch last night, a satisfying slant. And a blue angel came inside to read with me.   from the book’s introduction, i learned it will tell me the myth about “the sea above the sky.” that is so exciting i can feel the excitement in my belly and will share that…… Continue reading Someone Thought There Could Be Another Sea Up High