The Literary Salon Goes On

A snapshot from Tuesday I said to Peeko, ”Make your literary salon face!” (snaps photo).The Tuesday literary salon is still May Ziadeh’s, not my own, that she hosted in Cairo and had to stop hosting unfairly in 1930, due to the law then with her parents dying and being an unmarried woman, but now it’s…… Continue reading The Literary Salon Goes On

Starting The Week with A Heart Back Intact and Plenty of Soulful Imaginings

Hearing my audio poems; sometimes he’s a very fluffy bunny, and sometimes a slightly violent teddybear. Peeko’s Moon and a Pulitzer Prize Winning Author, Truly Wise Book of Poems Over the weekend, Peeko sat by the book The Moon Before Morning like ’Read me more of these poems; it’s my moon!’ He is a Scorpio.…… Continue reading Starting The Week with A Heart Back Intact and Plenty of Soulful Imaginings

A Little Joy To Share and What’s Made Me Smile

The blush of dawn has been put back into the blog as you’d maybe seen. And the moon had been in many posts and is in the dawn now too as you can see, also yesterday, other side of sky. * I found that my cat Peeko’s dry food wasn’t right that I’d been getting…… Continue reading A Little Joy To Share and What’s Made Me Smile

A Capricorn Moon upon Gibran

Yesterday’s middle post, ‘Clouds and a Light Drizzle…’ linked at the end, has now been fixed to show featured image. I don’t think Gibran has had an actual moon on the blog, and unplanned by me the Lebanese Pitas were requested again, and I cooked the dinner again falling on the Capricorn moon of Gibran’s…… Continue reading A Capricorn Moon upon Gibran

Another Word on Another Herb, and More

I have aimed to not write too many posts in one day for readers’ enjoyment, but will write a second if it’s a sort of timely occasion like this. And I’ll tell myself, ‘Put the blog down’ and I do. ☺️ I was glad when Dan came home today and mentioned he’d not gone to…… Continue reading Another Word on Another Herb, and More

Morning in Boston, Night in Australia, A Multi-National Online Poetry Reading

It was a memorable poetry reading I co-hosted today ‘From Boston to Oz’ with my long-time poet online friend from Adelaide, Australia, Deb Stewart who had the idea for the event and invited me. 🙏😊 And yes that was a book of hers on my shelf Slow Notes, a beautiful white & green poetry book…… Continue reading Morning in Boston, Night in Australia, A Multi-National Online Poetry Reading

A Morning So New

Here in my new spot to sit with tea in the living room on a morning with sun—tilt the chair beside the window, set down the cup upon the tea towel on the side table and be in the light. It’s a very sleepy morning, but a beautiful one anyway. The sky, how it looked…… Continue reading A Morning So New

A Photo Walk Inside

And the rest for readers will begin now… Hi and welcome 😊🙏. A saltwater floral candle lit on the mantle, a ‘vintage’ Target purchase—most candles last a long time as I don’t light mine so long that it destroys the senses when you were truly just hoping for some soothing relaxation. Subtly beach antique without…… Continue reading A Photo Walk Inside

Sweetly Tipsy and Fully Natural

I didn’t know if I’d truly stay off the blog for the moment of rest I’d wanted for the readers, but after I’d mentioned it I thought, I will keep that declared rest. Mid-morning yesterday, I felt my fingers wanting to type up some fast blog post but I let them rest for the time.…… Continue reading Sweetly Tipsy and Fully Natural

Tiny Sure Buds and Snow-flowers, Small But Meaningful Changes

late afternoon yesterday This Sunday, I’ll be attending as a guest and also reading a poem of my own for the first time online at an art and poetry event. I had done maybe a few Open Mics at Brooklyn College when I was a student there and at the time I preferred much more…… Continue reading Tiny Sure Buds and Snow-flowers, Small But Meaningful Changes

‘…What Should I Be?’

Upon awakening this morning I worked on my first ghazal poem awhile yesterday in the late afternoon and into the night just before bed. The traditional ghazal form contains the same word at the end of each last line of the couplets and a word that rhymes with that end word is placed before it.…… Continue reading ‘…What Should I Be?’

A Voice, Its Tone, Beauty Without a Case

A note just added as P.S. at 9:23 am after the ‘good morning’ glass picture. Words that hurt are not always an insult; they can be a cry from someone who is frustrated with the lack of real acknowledgment that something is wrong. But the other person may only choose to hear an insult to…… Continue reading A Voice, Its Tone, Beauty Without a Case

Afternoon Brings Envelopes, Lessons, and Literary and Artistically Appealing Things for Future Days

(This is long and very free to skip.) There have been so many things to settle these past five days mostly related to things like daily life and errands that don’t need to be explored here but made me realize I needed some more rest today. And so the early morning hours, I first sent…… Continue reading Afternoon Brings Envelopes, Lessons, and Literary and Artistically Appealing Things for Future Days

Peeko’s Personal Advice For You to Improve Your Life

He happens to find it funny to give the appearance that you could rub his belly, but he will try to bite your hand if you don’t know better and try to. My cat Peeko has mastered the fine philosophy of noticing and appreciating the moment of an upward swing in your day and life.…… Continue reading Peeko’s Personal Advice For You to Improve Your Life

My Dream Took My Post Title and I Want to Move So This One Will Do

The blog’s been on a fairies theme and then moved to more poetry and music and Rumi (who almost got tossed off a blog post for good again today accidentally by my fast-moving fingers pressing things, but I caught it and let’s not let this happen again!) and now we have another song to puff…… Continue reading My Dream Took My Post Title and I Want to Move So This One Will Do

My Pencil Tracing Up and On

/.≥≥≥≥≥≥≥≥≥≥.//////////////; My cat Peeko typed the above and is now standing proudly and accomplished. It was exciting to see that I had found some forgotten sketches in this forgotten Van Gogh blank book. Yesterday I sketched the beginning of the painting I wish to paint next and will add to it next time as what…… Continue reading My Pencil Tracing Up and On

Amongst Creative Things, Practical Things and the Unfailing Blend of Them Both

It was time for his history lesson, but the teacher was late. 🍎🧚‍♀️ There are lessons happening with us, including ‘practical’ ones, like receiving my CPR/First Aid/AED for Adults and Children certification. I noticed how this was such a normal group of students; it was almost impressive, but I don’t know if that’s the word.…… Continue reading Amongst Creative Things, Practical Things and the Unfailing Blend of Them Both