Books and Art: Sifting Through for the Best of Rumi, Kahlil Gibran Scare, and My Creative Plan for the Day

Sifting Through for the Best of Rumi I think I’d really confused and worked myself up with all that searching for the best select books of Rumi’s poetry translated into English! Wow. I’ve decided for now to enjoy the current two I have…The Rumi Collection and Hidden Music (my longtime favorite with incredible paintings that…… Continue reading Books and Art: Sifting Through for the Best of Rumi, Kahlil Gibran Scare, and My Creative Plan for the Day

What? He Likes the Way He Looks

“Yeah and?” —Peeko The bathroom door was mostly closed and I’d opened it to behold the above view… (📷photo by Dan his dad). 🐱 … photo by me, Monday morning My two full-length poetry books on the coffee table, Moonflower (2018) and A Little Honey Sweetens The Flame (2021). Peeko doesn’t actually endorse anyone’s poetry…… Continue reading What? He Likes the Way He Looks

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

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

Many a Thing…(A Trip to the Antiques Shop)

Tues. Apr. 12, 2022 photo from Tues., Apr. 5th—“Pants by Peeko 🐱,” a perfectly good hemming this time, Peeko helping on his own when I got the pants ready (just ‘loungewear’, shown in previous post.) He was proud of both the task and his own joke: sitting like this holding the pants in place and…… Continue reading Many a Thing…(A Trip to the Antiques Shop)

Morning Tea in Honor of My Grandma on Her Birthday, New Flowers and Poetry

my mom Joan and her mother my Grandma Jean *** Flowers found and brought home this weekend from local garden shop, purple pansies and white fragrant climbing blossoms scented with a little more honey than florally; I received care directions from the garden staff for this potted variety…I will find out the fragrant one’s name…… Continue reading Morning Tea in Honor of My Grandma on Her Birthday, New Flowers and Poetry

Happy Poetry Month, Gothic Novel Read, Poetry Collection by Jason Preu

two books by Jason Preu upon table, morningtime, captured within bright flashes of sun After I’d completed reading a new poetry book from author Jason Preu, one I’d picked to read first, The Avocado Among Other Fruits and wrote down my immediate impressions, I realized then it is April 1st and so begins Poetry Month!…… Continue reading Happy Poetry Month, Gothic Novel Read, Poetry Collection by Jason Preu

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

Mysteries and Spa Days

Today is Spring Day Six! And Spa Days at Home continues…I’d combed my hair throughout the day on different occasions and with my fingers…and stood out on the balcony letting the daylight touch my skin. Looking out over the railing, I could see a gathering of water on the ground in the forest on the…… Continue reading Mysteries and Spa Days

Spa Time at Home and a Couple of Phrases to Mend

Feb. 11, ’22, needs improvement 🙂 March 22, ’22 I have taken out my newly-written ghazal poem (on my laptop) ‘tho I’d first thought it might still be too hot to my touch but it wasn’t and was ready to read. Reading it aloud I can see it is almost complete, but just one line…… Continue reading Spa Time at Home and a Couple of Phrases to Mend