A Sweet, Refreshing Beginning…

The literary salon begins with some blush… Yesterday afternoon, ‘Rumi’ black tea in a glass with a splash of almond milk. Autumn begins tomorrow…🍂😊 I send you my morning wishes and return to the salon with a cup of green tea and glimpsing the sky between sips as its colors lighten and merge… * Today…… Continue reading A Sweet, Refreshing Beginning…

My Blog Show

I just decided to turn my camera on and filmed this video, 30 minutes. 😊🎤💗☀️ My 1st Blog Show: Fri., 9/10/21 “Home, Hair, Intuition, and Art” Blush of Dawn https://youtu.be/yfej8DOXIi8 Link: https://youtu.be/yfej8DOXIi8 Note: It is actually ‘pure coconut oil’ in a cream form. You can leave it on your head for hours or overnight and…… Continue reading My Blog Show

Introducing My Mom, Joanie Rose

These are photos of her from these recent months. You might have met my mom first in my poetry—No, she wasn’t the mom in ‘A Daughter Says’ in Moonflower (2018), that poem’s situation was fictional, but she was very featured in ‘Renaissance’, the opening poem in my latest poetry book, published this Mar. 2021 A…… Continue reading Introducing My Mom, Joanie Rose

Poem: This Ring

I thought it would be fun to try writing a form poem sometime ago, something I hadn’t done in awhile, and I flipped through traditional forms described in a book to find a new one that I’d heard of before, a ghazal. The poet Rumi wrote ghazals himself, although I’d not noticed the word as…… Continue reading Poem: This Ring

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 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

An Unexpected August Adventure, A Fairy Might’ve Just Wandered In

Aug. 4, ‘21 This is a very rich true story and no more length will be added to the blog for a little while. I took the bus late afternoon today to have my eyebrows threaded and on the way I noticed the open door of a small performing arts theater I hadn’t remembered seeing…… Continue reading An Unexpected August Adventure, A Fairy Might’ve Just Wandered In

A Very Small Adventure of a Different Type

This sad-looking gaze is me looking with compassion at my strawberry plants 🍓 that look unhappy but still cared for with my watering, weeding, and blessings from me. Com-passion (to be with in suffering or to suffer with.) The neighbor’s apartment construction sounds suddenly getting loud today in my apartment as I’d sat down to…… Continue reading A Very Small Adventure of a Different Type

Friday Night: Music, A Meal, and Maybe A Little Mayhem

I was listening to French Classical chamber music this morning as you may have seen on the blog today and then Bebe Rexha came on shuffle and soon I was dancing. Next played Britney Spears and I realized I’d not heard more of her musical catalogue and had heard of her recent estate struggle and…… Continue reading Friday Night: Music, A Meal, and Maybe A Little Mayhem

A Poem by Rumi I Wrote in My Pen Tonight

I added some stars. Not because I’m overjoyed with my day but because I thought you should have them. —Jade Some Kiss We Want by Rumi There is some kiss we want withour whole lives, the touch of spirit on the body. Sea waterbegs the pearl to break its shell.And the lily, how passionately it…… Continue reading A Poem by Rumi I Wrote in My Pen Tonight

End Note

In today’s earlier post about finishing translating the poetry book Flowers of a Dream, I thought the quote I’d originally added probably wasn’t by May, but I didn’t know for sure so I posted it anyway 😐: ”Books are the only place two strangers can meet in private.” I had written a recent post on…… Continue reading End Note

Everything is Everywhere

You might write a poem before bed and then fall asleep, dreaming and forgetting just how the poem ends all at the same time. Good, as another day is coming to remember better. And after that, a new moon. But now a kiss is sent from the balcony up to the blushing plum sky again.…… Continue reading Everything is Everywhere

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

A Note For The Morning

‘Rumi tea’ with a splash of almond milk named by me after the poet Last night I dreamed I was looking at this tea cup of mine I had found packed away with others just like it in the garage. I had thought then, ‘I don’t think I’d really like to drink out of a…… Continue reading A Note For The Morning