Afternoon moment of rest, I took out the poems of hers I’d written and read one; I saw then in the corner of my eye the place of the sky I faced had changed color. She placed a little blush there for me to find, and so I sent up a kiss. early afternoon *Excerpt…… Continue reading From Sky to Earth and Earth to Sky, So Little Difference
I wondered what I could give, somehow a little unsettled too; I’d wanted to give something to this author as she had brought me with her into that poetry cove awhile and has cared for me so tenderly with her poetry and presence. And then I saw these ending lines of hers from the introduction…… Continue reading Flowers of a Dream, An Affectionate Reflection
Last night as I had just sat down to read awhile before bed, in the corner of my eye, I saw the color and sheen of the sky and stood. Such lovely gold in the center surrounded by rose and blue. I think I know who painted that. I thought, the rose is my favorite…… Continue reading This Saturday Morning—Welcome, Why Not Step Inside
I’ve wanted to read more books by this author. I saw only her second book was available to order, her novel called ‘Seeker in the Desert,’ and it is only published in Arabic. A few days ago, I began learning Arabic in lessons starting with the characters. And I realized then I should get the…… Continue reading Learning New Letters
I was happy to receive a request for an interview on NFReads.com, where I tell about my writing, me, my books, and inspirations. Here you can read my replies and for the sake of simplicity, I summed up each question asked in my response, each new answer signaled with an asterisk *. Interview With Author Jade…… Continue reading May I Ask Who You Are And What You Write?
“Then Jinny came. She flashed her fire over the tree. She was like a crinkled poppy, febrile, thirsty with the desire to drink dry dust. Darting, angular, not in the least impulsive, she came prepared. So little flames zig-zag over the cracks in the dry earth. She made the willows dance, but not with illusion;…… Continue reading Encircled By Light
He has rarely stolen my seat like this, but anyway, there are poetry readings…A Deep Thinking Cat Who Likes Fine PoetryAnd there are…parties. Music MomentToday’s first post: A Fairy By Your Bookshelf