I am on vacation at home. After cleaning and vacuuming and hanging up the new laundry out of the dryer, I continued mindfulness practices on the Plum Village app this afternoon, a community I’d found years ago whose meditations and teachings I’ve found so clear and beautifully expressed and a very enjoyable app. Some of…… Continue reading My Vacation with a Book, a Cup, and Plum Village
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May Days 😉
Last night was a struggle; I said good night to Jesus, told May I’d like to sing for her as soon as I am able…This morning, the sky. My gaze was looking downward awhile, drinking a cup of tea, then singing, suddenly looked up: I sent the sky so many kisses; I didn’t count them…😊😘😘😊…… Continue reading May Days 😉
An Accidental Scene and A Time of Reading
And this is why there are bookends, and more to come; this scene’s all accidental. I’d just looked through that charming row of books (…I have more bookends on the way!), including Frankenstein by Mary Shelley, after I’d just chosen my next book to read, which was Memories: A Story of German Love (1874) by…… Continue reading An Accidental Scene and A Time of Reading
My Sorrow
photo sun. nov. 28, am more words from nov. 25th… Keep singing, Cara, start up a little warmth in me; it’s warm how I’d like it in the room already. I wait to drink my golden flowers, as the sunrise lights up my tears— I keep them out of my cup; I wish it would…… Continue reading My Sorrow
The Mansion Where May Ziadeh Lived and Her Refrain I’d Heard in My Heart Answered
This is the Ziade Palace where poet and author May Ziadeh lived (b. Feb 1886, d. Oct. 1941) in Lebanon. The green gate lead up to the upper floor of the palace and it was said May had lived on the first floor with the traditional balcony. These recent photos were kindly taken by writer…… Continue reading The Mansion Where May Ziadeh Lived and Her Refrain I’d Heard in My Heart Answered
Pride and Prejudice… Pages Still Setting Free in my Hands
…Checks calendar for today’s date…✔️😅 Time ?🕰☀️⏳…Considers guest: Nah😉 In bedroom library corner, plenty of sky to see through these clean windows by me worthy of highest praise, tea cup from which I’ve just drank, just now empty, now too, pins in place the front pages that may come undone in my hands unexpectedly, ones…… Continue reading Pride and Prejudice… Pages Still Setting Free in my Hands
Home Now…My Recent True Tales with Art: Evening News :)
I came back home late afternoon yesterday (Mon.) Peeko this morning, after requesting his read earlier than usual, heard a favorite poem he likes to replay, “The Bean-Stalk” by Edna St. Vincent Millay. He sat like a hen as he listened to it, this photo above snapped just as he reclined relaxed afterwards, and I…… Continue reading Home Now…My Recent True Tales with Art: Evening News 🙂
My Fun Critique of a Novel by Ameen Rihani, First One in English by An Arab-American Author
I often almost forget the Pisces moon in my sign, but last night I glimpsed its sweet glimmering through the slim hallway window, still tall enough for me to see the moon aglow up high and the rain shimmering around it, before bed. *~ (This is my introduction that connects the book to my own…… Continue reading My Fun Critique of a Novel by Ameen Rihani, First One in English by An Arab-American Author
Good Morning
I purposely sit nearest the morning sun in a new seat, with a cup, not my porcelain tea cup from home, and with green tea. I am painting a canvas, too…that has the colors and soft, caressing touch of a dream I would give to you as a gift, almost like a leisurely glide through…… Continue reading Good Morning
7!
a recent photo luxuriously flaunting his longness… Peeko knew it was his birthday today as soon as dawn’s waking, he ran! into the bedroom (instead of walking) as I was awakening and looked up at me with great attention and excitement, and with a hint of baby sweetness, and then he leapt onto the new…… Continue reading 7!
All These Songs Woven with the Zodiac
More music I am listening to…a recent favorite song I play often is ”Don’t Go” by Skrillex, Justin Bieber, and Jon Tolliver. I know I share a lot of music on the blog sung by women singers; I am much more selective with men’s voices and lyrics…I think Justin Bieber’s my current favorite male singer…… Continue reading All These Songs Woven with the Zodiac
“Sign Language” Remix!
Peeko’s new favorite song release…for his own bowl bed of choice seated performance https://youtu.be/EbKJw25tVCE ((& if you wonder what the blog’s about…)) We got poets, cups, windows, glasses, tea pots, lamps, moons, sky-watchings. Sonnets, plums, darkness, soups, low profile chairs, highly affectionate heavenly ghosts. Flower surprise growing up in the dirt, chocolate dark as earth,…… Continue reading “Sign Language” Remix!
‘Here is Another’
I found myself unraveling my own self and my days in the night with a tone of apology, had felt the kindest “Shhh…” I sit with tea to see the sky like this; I smile at being so spoiled but then there’s the subtle, ’Shhh’ 😊and more color brushed on…and the creamy lamplit walls and…… Continue reading ‘Here is Another’
The Latest Draft of My Sonnet Is Being Guarded with Seriousness
I made a cup of afternoon tea and wanted to also read the fourth draft of my new sonnet in progress. I quickly found the first three drafts loose…and my most current one, not so free! But definitely not lost and definitely not ‘run away.’ This lyon is guarding it for me, and I look…… Continue reading The Latest Draft of My Sonnet Is Being Guarded with Seriousness
After Poetry, A Portrait
Left to right: Ann (my mom’s bestie), My mom, and me in Massachusetts Conversations of coconut oil, free library cabinets, yoga, French breaded desserts, Italian restaurants and friendly waiters, a great aunt’s tea cups coming out of storage for display, and types of meditation. * Earlier: Finding Things You Already Had, With A Runaway Sonnet:…… Continue reading After Poetry, A Portrait
The Excitement of Finding Things You Already Had: #1
Well, I decided to find new table mats and to replace the ones I’d burned a little years ago with a frying pan maybe twice and hadn’t picked them out specifically, also saw I wanted more color and softness. These handwoven placemats and this vintage napkin holder I found on Etsy arrived yesterday morning and…… Continue reading The Excitement of Finding Things You Already Had: #1
There, A Rare Photo
Jan. 9, 2022 I have a conclusion! I believe May is the woman sitting in the front holding the baby. I looked through her other photos and noticed a beauty mark near her smile that shows in some photos…and the woman in the front shows the same! Also, May is looking away in most of…… Continue reading There, A Rare Photo
Your Sunday Picture Book
Mid-morning after we woke, Peeko was napping contentedly on the bed at sunrise. Here he was lounging just across from my living room chair facing where I would sit a few moments before I did (and where he doesn’t usually sit) and I knelt to take this photo of him at eye level before I…… Continue reading Your Sunday Picture Book
A Letter To Honor Poet May Ziadeh and Two of Her Poems, Eighty Years Later
Featured again today on the blog with affection💕🙏… for May Sunday, Oct. 17, 2021 after her first poetry book, Dream Flowers May Ziadeh writes: “I hope that after my death someone will do justice to me and extract from my small writings the truthfulness and sincerity it contains!!” b. Feb. 11, 1886 – d. Oct.…… Continue reading A Letter To Honor Poet May Ziadeh and Two of Her Poems, Eighty Years Later
And The Moon’s Shiny Tonight
It’s the Moon! You know it. A song came on my shuffle today, think my own Christmas thought, save it in my mind for a future post, keeping my hands off the blog, and then quickly check social media late that night to see Britney Spears has posted a Christmas picture. 🎄 I take a…… Continue reading And The Moon’s Shiny Tonight
Blush of Dawn 