Tag: sadness
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“If the Stars Were Not Out”
by Jade Nicole Beals A whispered line overheard in the night as I slept from through the open window that overlooks mostly unpopulated woods: I considered, half-dreaming, The line has been spoken protectively, ‘though I am safe, and I fell back to sleep. I think, in any case, you would still have come. A surgeon […]
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Pedestrian Bridge Over the Train Tracks in Brčko, Bih by Milica Mijatovic
PEDESTRIAN BRIDGE OVER THE TRAIN TRACKS IN BRČKO, BIH —By Milica Mijatović I don’t know when the bridge was built, or when the trains stopped running, or which side of the tracks was ours & which theirs, or why they painted the bridge turquoise, or why war is obsessed with lines, or who graffitied one […]
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A Leaf Composition
a sketch from imagination, arranging leaves for abstract practice, pocket book December 29, 2022. 💕—Jade
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A Poem from Long Ago Set to Music and Sung
my teddybears just held hands like that 🙂 on the bookshelf right side zoom in. And this teddybear Peeko 🧸🐱is napping on this blanket but also feels sad when his Mama is not feeling well and sleeping the day and night. 💕 See his puffy pouty kitten face as I say I love him. He […]
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Re: Deleted Posts, Dear Reader
I was reading after dark last night by my library window, lamplight, I started with this nursery rhyme of my own… ‘I sit quietly in this chair, I will comb through my hair, and I will read Jane Eyre.’ I am sorry for these pretty hastily deleted posts; I remind myself writing is free, and in […]
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Oct. 27, 2022 I am very sad today, I spotted this flower, a little green arch above it. If I would’ve been there longer, it would have been watered by my tears… * Dear Mayy, I know of a place you may like, you may already know, I haven’t been there in awhile; let’s go […]
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To Pauline by May Ziadeh
May wrote many free verse poems; many of her first poems were written in French. TO PAULINE by May Ziadeh But what do you become my sweet black-eyed friend? Why this long, this too long, overwhelming silence? So many days without color and so many sad evenings— Did your dear heart erase my presence? You […]
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Capricious by May Ziadeh
A poem written by May Ziadeh under her pen-name I. Copia from her first book of poetry, Flowers of a Dream, Fleurs de Reve (1911), translated by me from the French into English. When I’d come upon this book of poetry of hers online by surprise last May, I’d decided to read just one poem before bed and […]
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An Intoxicating Book, A Bird Tries to Break into My Window, and More Recent Life Stories
this flower was scented like strawberry and sugarcane 📰📻📚🌸 Intoxicated by A Book and Some Flowers I’d found a book recently called The Perfect Couple by Elin Hilderbrand, and I noticed before I read the book that it was scented so beautifully like the beach by the sea and a sweetly potent suntan fragrance…I breathed […]
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‘Please Forgive Me’—Rumi
I found the book I must’ve opened some months ago that wasn’t at the store last week; it wasn’t there but I see it in my above photo, so I know what to look for…I think it was Rumi: The Book of Love. 🙏💕📖 —Jade …from another book, a poem by Rumi …The miracle-signs: you […]
Blush of Dawn 