Monday, July 4, 2022

Hermetism

I hope that it will have a comforting and communal effect on listeners.
~Joep Beving


A song by Joep Beving from his album Hermetism for Music Monday:



Friday, July 1, 2022

On Forever

Poetry gives me something to think about and makes me feel happy while I’m writing.
~Josephina Green



For Poetry Friday, a poem (a ghazal!) from the 2019 Rattle Young Poets Anthology:

ON FOREVER
by Josephina Green (age 8)
a ghazal

There is a road that goes on forever.
A road that is sprayed with a hose forever.

There is a girl that will paint her toes forever.
She’ll smell its odor with her nose forever.

As she takes the camera they make a pose forever.
And her dad gives her a watered rose forever...

read the rest here

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More Rattle Young Poet favorites:
Question by Saoirse Stice
The Dress by Elinor Koning
Thank God for Sheep by Arthur Santos
Oranges by Caroline Blumer

Salt City Verse has the Poetry Friday round-up. Thanks, Janice!

Thursday, June 30, 2022

The mighty oak

Each of us carries an inherent responsibility to preserve the quality of earth's ecosystems. When we leave the responsibility to a few experts...the rest of us remain largely ignorant of earth stewardship and how to practice it. The conservation of Earth's resources, including its living biological systems, must become part of the everyday culture of us all, worldwide.
~Douglas W. Tallamy

My friend Wendy gave me "Nature's Best Hope: A New Approach to Conservation that Starts in Your Yard" by Douglas Tallamy last year for my birthday and I devoured it. The book is a call for action to "revolutionize the way people garden and landscape to benefit wildlife and communities."

In the U.S.? If you'd like to look up the best native plants in your area to attract butterflies and moths and support birds and other fauna, here's the Native Plant Finder.

I didn't realize it when I decided to focus on oaks for Art Thursday, but Tallamy followed up "Natures Best Hope" with "The Nature of Oaks: The Rich Ecology of Our Most Essential Native Trees."

I give you, the Oak:

The Mighty Oak
Nikolay Dubovskoy

La Normandie
par M. Jules Janin

Old Oaks in Surrey, circa 1890
Jan Toorop

Oak frieze in "skønvirke" style, 1911
Knud Larsen

Tree (red oak), Dülmen, North Rhine-Westphalia, Germany
Dietmar Rabich

Young Man in front of a Great Oak

Jean-Baptiste-Camille Corot

How to Plant an Acorn and Grow an Oak Tree


Thursday, June 23, 2022

This blaze of growing

One benefit of Summer was that each day we had more light to read by.
~Jeannette Walls, The Glass Castle


I wanted to write a byr a thoddaid for today but then I was (still) busy as a pig in a pie-eating contest. So instead I'm going to share a poem by D.H. Lawrence that I almost love, and suggest that it could be a great mentor poem for writing about summer. (Why do I *almost* love it? Because the ending is too much of a downer for me.)

The Enkindled Spring
By D. H. Lawrence

This spring as it comes bursts up in bonfires green,
Wild puffing of emerald trees, and flame-filled bushes,
Thorn-blossom lifting in wreaths of smoke between
Where the wood fumes up and the watery, flickering rushes.

I am amazed at this spring, this conflagration
Of green fires lit on the soil of the earth, this blaze
Of growing, and sparks that puff in wild gyration,
Faces of people streaming across my gaze.

And I, what fountain of fire am I among
This leaping combustion of spring? My spirit is tossed
About like a shadow buffeted in the throng
Of flames, a shadow that's gone astray, and is lost.

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Reading to the Core has the Poetry Friday round-up. Thanks, Catherine!

Friday morning P.S. Expand the Court!

Lanterns

I am out with lanterns, looking for myself.
~Emily Dickinson


For Summer Solstice Week Art Thursday, celebrating light when you need it:

A Japanese Lantern
by Oda Krohg 1886

Avenue de Clichy
by Louis Anquetin

The Shepherd in a Mist
published in 'The Dial' No 2 (1892) Lithograph
Ricketts records that the lithograph 'was done from a pastel exhibited in the Grosvenor Gallery'

Miner with lantern
by Enrico Butti


Monday, June 20, 2022

If I had a dime

I think I coulda landed on a dime. I really do.
~Evel Knievel, stunt performer


For Music Monday, David Ryan Harris and John Mayer with "If I had a Dime":


(John Mayer talks for the first minute. Skip the beginning if kids are with you and you want to avoid PG cuss words. I liked hearing about their friendship and, as a former resident of Atlanta, found the Atlanta connection interesting!)

Thursday, June 16, 2022

High Dangerous

The color of hydrangeas, except for white hydrangeas, depends on the acidity of the soil. You can make pink hydrangeas turn blue by increasing the acidity of your soil.
~FTD


Happy Poetry Friday, y'all! I was hoping I could turn a ridiculous, but lyrical, passage in Three Men in a Boat by Jerome K. Jerome into a poem but I ran short on time. I've been busy as a moth in a mitten.

Looking forward to Father's Day this weekend! Also a baby shower for our neighbor. Today's poem gives a peek into a parent's heart.


High Dangerous
by Catherine Pierce

is what my sons call the flowers—
purple, white, electric blue—

pom-pomming bushes all along
the beach town streets.

I can’t correct them into
hydrangeas, or I won’t.

Bees ricochet in and out
of the clustered petals,

and my sons panic and dash
and I tell them about good...

read the rest here

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Michelle Kogan has the Poetry Friday round-up. Thanks, Michelle!

Moon magic

The Moon is always there. A half blink of shadow, a crescent of an eyelash, opulent in fullness, spellbound in nothingness, and a friend.
~Carolyn Riker


I shared a moon painting last week ("Moonlit Evening" by Kawai Gyokudo), and before that I shared a poem written after O'Keeffe's "Spring." I'm not done with the moon or O'Keeffe!

The Witchery of the Moonbeams
by Edward Henry Potthast, 1857-1927

New York Street with Moon
by Georgia O'Keeffe


Wednesday, June 15, 2022

Darling Dear

Do be sincere, and true love will appear
~The Jackson 5


I have things to do but I have been listening to Professional Musicians React instead. Must stop! Here's a song they talked about...The YouTube channel doesn't identify the bassist, but it should be James Jamerson:



Thursday, June 9, 2022

Made whole by opening

What could be more interesting, or in the end, more ecstatic, than in those rare moments when you see another person look at something you’ve made, and realize that they got it exactly, that your heart jumped to their heart with nothing in between.
~Robert Motherwell



For Poetry Friday, a poem that will stay with me.

Heart
by Maggie Smith

A child of, say, six knows you’re not the shape
she’s learned to make by drawing half along a fold,
cutting, then opening. Where do you open?
Where do you carry your dead? There’s no locket
for that—hinged, hanging on a chain that greens
your throat. And the dead inside you, don’t you
hear them breathing? You must have a hole
they can press their gray lips to. If you open—

read the rest here

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Buffy Silverman has the Poetry Friday round-up. Thanks, Buffy!

Adachi Museum of Art

The Adachi Museum’s gardens have been ranked as number one in the “2021 Japanese Garden Ranking,” and this marks the 19th consecutive year in the number one spot.
~Sukiya Living Magazine: The Journal of Japanese Gardening


Looking at the Adachi Museum's gardens and art made me happy. Hope you enjoy it too. For Art Thursday:

Adachi Museum of Art Garden, Yasugi City, Shimane Prefecture, Japan
photo by Bernard Gagnon

Adachi Museum of Art Garden
From their website

Moonlit Evening
by Kawai Gyokudo

Quietness
by Nishimura Goun

Summer Evening
by Hashimoto Kansetsu

Autumn Farm
by Hashimoto Kansetsu

Monday, June 6, 2022

The Cure

This is a guy who’s got nearly a million followers on Instagram, 335,000 YouTube subscribers and a signature guitar from US boutique legend Suhr… and yet he’s never even released an album? Well, that’s what happens when the power of social media meets one of the most impressive virtuosos of his generation.
~Guitar.com about Mateus Asato


For Music Monday, two videos: Mateus Asato and The Cure. I decided to feature the Mateus Asato song first, but then I didn't want to disappoint anybody who clicked for "The Cure," haha.





Thursday, June 2, 2022

Reverence for things that move slowly

A lost bird appeared in the court and was half an hour jumping around between the spikenard. It sang a progressive note, rising an octave at a time, until it became so acute that it was necessary to imagine it.
~Gabriel García Márquez


How was your week? Time seems like it is going by quickly for me, but slowly for my dog Lucy, who is stressing out because it's been thundering this afternoon.


An ekphrastic poem today by Adele Kenny:

So Here You Are
by Adele Kenny

After Spring by Georgia O’Keeffe

So here you are—by yourself because that’s what you choose.
Whether it’s evening or late afternoon (more dark, more light)
doesn’t matter, the need to measure things becomes less
and less important. Lately, you think how life rushes
through everything—unsettled dreams and things that will
never happen again. In a week or two, the lilacs will bloom;
dogwoods will float like watered silk. It’s ironic that all

read the rest here

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Karen Edmisten has the Poetry Friday round-up. Thanks, Karen!

Summer

Potential is like a summer crop. If it don't rain, it don't grow.
~Charles Oakley


I know I'm a smidge early, but it's been so HOT around here. For Art Thursday, summer:

Landscape in Summer
by Pierre Emmanuel Damoye

Red Parasol. In the Summer, 1855
by Josef Mánes

Sommernacht, ca 1920
by Aksel Johannessen

Sommerkveld Fra Kristiania-Fjorden
by Hans Gude (1825-1903)

Off the Greenland Coast under the Midnight Sun, 1873
by William J Bradford


Monday, May 30, 2022

Jacob Collier Tiny Desk Concert

Taking the one-man band concept to such a level requires extraordinary dedication. During recording, he would sometimes log 16 or 17 hours a day, stopping only to eat and sleep.
~Adrian Chamberlain about Jacob Collier


For Music Monday, Jacob Collier:



Thursday, May 26, 2022

Ordinary Charms

Gardening is the handiest excuse for being a philosopher. Nobody guesses, nobody accuses, nobody knows, but there you are, Plato in the peonies.
~Ray Bradbury


It's stressful, trying to figure out how to make necessary change happen. Spending time in nature is a good way to de-stress, and spending time with peonies (and peony poems) is A+


By The Peonies
by Czeslaw Milosz

The peonies bloom, white and pink.
And inside each, as in a fragrant bowl,
A swarm of tiny beetles have their conversation,
For the flower is given to them as their home.

Mother stands by the peony bed,
Reaches for one bloom, opens its petals,
And looks for a long time into peony lands,
Where one short instant equals a whole year.

Then lets the flower go. And what she thinks
She repeats aloud to the children and herself.
The wind sways the green leaves gently
And speckles of light flick across their faces.

The charms of the ordinariness soothe the threat of anxiety.

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A Word Edgewise has the Poetry Friday round-up. Thanks, Linda!

Wednesday, May 25, 2022

Maurice Sterne

In his first few years in his new country, Sterne worked part-time in, among other places, a flag factory, a cigar store, a bronze factory, a mirror factory, and a saloon. One of his jobs, an apprenticeship in a map-engraver's shop, refocused his attention on art.
~Archives at Yale


I am spitting mad about legislators who offer lip service instead of doing what they are being paid to do, namely make their constituents' lives better/safer/possible. What is freedom? Is freedom being able to go to school, church, the movies, the grocery store without worrying about being shot? Yes, I would say it is.

I picked Latvian-American Maurice Sterne today because I like his paintings. No relation to my real world concerns!

Benares, 1912
by Maurice Sterne

Village Scene
by Maurice Sterne


Monday, May 23, 2022

Caroline Spence

Most days it's hard just to be yourself
But it's impossible to be anybody elsе
~Caroline Spence


For Music Monday, Clean Getaway:



A tip of the hat to Ariana for introducing me to Caroline Spence!

Thursday, May 19, 2022

Alisa Amador

Cuando sentiré mi hogar en mi voz?
When will I feel my home in my voice?
~Alisa Amador


I'm in the middle of making something to celebrate Dash's MPP graduation (Master of Public Policy) so I am short on time. Instead of visual art, we have music this Thursday: the winner of NPR's 2022 Tiny Desk Contest, Alisa Amador:



Wasn't that lovely?

Monday, May 16, 2022

Wild as a mink

Music works in both magical and clinically substantiated ways in communities with rich musical traditions
~Taylor Sisk


Today's Music Monday songs were kicked off by National Geographic's article How music is used to heal the sick in Appalachia.

Some of the songs they mention in the article are favorites of mine (e.g. "I'll Fly Away" and "Will the Circle Be Unbroken") but I decided to follow some rabbit trails from the piece. For instance, they discuss The Floyd Country Store, a hotspot for authentic Appalachian music. (I grew up less than an hour from The Floyd Country Store, but haven't been! Man, I'm missing out.)

Here's Keith Alessi, one of the musicians who jams there:



One of the bands Keith Alessi likes: Henhouse Prowlers



Last one! The article mentions "Rodney Harmon of Floyd County, Virginia, has been flatfooting for 60 years, but never had he danced in a health clinic." He did on this day, though: "Harmon dances to “Rocky Top,” giving it his all. Winded, and much obliged for the music and care, he heads home." Here's Rocky Top (instrumental):



Thursday, May 12, 2022

Storm-darken’d or starry bright

My days, my years, my life has seen up and downs, lights and darknesses. If I wrote only and continually of the 'light' and never mentioned the other, then as an artist, I would be a liar.
~Charles Bukowski


Poems to sing to us and help us "through the world...safely go" today.


Where My Books Go
by William Butler Yeats

All the words that I utter,
And all the words that I write,
Must spread out their wings untiring,
And never rest in their flight,
Till they come where your sad, sad heart is,
And sing to you in the night,
Beyond where the waters are moving,
Storm-darken’d or starry bright.


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Joy and Woe
by William Blake

Joy and woe are woven fine,
A clothing for the soul divine,
Under every grief and pine,
Runs a joy with silken twine.
It is right it should be so,
We were made for joy and woe,
And when this we rightly know,
Through the world we safely go.


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Imagine the Possibilities has the Poetry Friday round-up. Thanks, Rose!

Ancient

I grew up in Los Angeles, and I was always fascinated by the La Brea Tar Pits. Right in the middle of the city, in an area called the Miracle Mile, for crying out loud, we have these eldritch ponds of dark, bubbling goo. And down in the muck, there're all these amazing fossils: mammoth and saber tooth cat and dire wolf.
~Greg van Eekhout


I was trying to figure out what to post for Art Thursday and I kept seeing all this cool old stuff. When I say old, I mean old. Here we go...

Fossil of 37 million year old Whale Skeleton (65ft+ long)
Found in Wadi Al Hitan, Egyptian desert

The Hove amber cup
Dated to around 1250 BCE, the amber cup was found in a Wessex culture grave in a coffin made from a treetrunk. Also in the coffin were a skeleton, a Camerton (Wessex culture) type dagger, a whetstone and a small axe.
Photo credit: Royal Pavilion & Museums, Brighton & Hove

Collection of Scarabaeus
Scarabs were popular amulets and impression seals in ancient Egypt
photo by Siga

Terracotta figurine of a man grating cheese, 2,500 years old
Found at the ancient Boeotian city of Mykalissos, present-day Rhitsona in Greece
Thebes Archaeological Museum


Tuesday, May 10, 2022

They were actually cassettes

between The Monroes and the Moonglows
~me


Last week I was thinking about the albums I would listen to in college when I was writing papers. There were two, and I would listen to them exclusively (and continuously) when I was writing. It was pretty awesome having designated, hunker-down "writing albums" because I knew I meant business when I put them on. One was Bella Donna by Stevie Nicks and I couldn't remember the other!

It had been so important to my life, I couldn't believe the name was escaping me. I knew the band started with an "M" so I actually looked up "bands that start with M," but I couldn't find it (the band name was BOLDED on the list but I still missed it!).

Then I remembered some lyrics from one song, so I looked up, "why do we never get an answer when we're knocking at the door" and The Moody Blues came up. Thank you, Google! The Moody Blues!

Love this song:



Thursday, May 5, 2022

like an outfielder to whom the ball has finally come

Let your bending in the archer's hand be for gladness.
For even as He loves the arrow that flies, so He also loves the bow that is stable.
~Kahlil Gibran


For Poetry Friday, poems about love, parenting, and books that are really tacos stuffed with daisies.

Alice Walker (shared by Maya C. Popa):


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Caroline Bird's Rookie, which she says is "My poem about having absolutely no idea what is going on or what to do or how to behave in the world or what anything means":


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Lastly, the very sweet "Fund Drive" by Terri Kirby Erickson:

Fund Drive
By Terri Kirby Erickson

She could be a Norman Rockwell painting,
the small girl on my front porch with her eager
face, her wind-burned cheeks red as cherries.
Her father waits by the curb, ready to rescue
his child should danger threaten, his shadow
reaching halfway across the yard.

read the rest here

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Jama's Alphabet Soup has the Poetry Friday round-up. Thanks, Jama!

Bloemen

A garden to walk in and immensity to dream in--what more could he ask? A few flowers at his feet and above him the stars.
~Victor Hugo


I got a root canal today (Wednesday) and am beat. It's been a heckuva week for everybody, so it seemed like a blood-pressure-lowering bouquet was in order for Art Thursday:

Flowers
by Maurits Niekerk

Adding a photo of Maurits Niekerk circa 1895 because he looks sharp and very...present:

Wednesday, May 4, 2022

Silvestrov

Right now the destiny of our country is being decided.
~Volodymyr Zelenskyy


I was introduced to Ukrainian composer Valentyn Vasylyovych Silvestrov's works while listening to a benefit piano concert. Raising money through playing pieces by Ukrainian composers is a wonderful idea.

Here are bagatelles by Silvestrov, who was born in 1937 and is still composing. (He fled Kyiv after the Russian invasion and is currently in Berlin.)





Tuesday, May 3, 2022

Long Walk to D.C.

It's very depressing to think that you win these rights, but then you have to win them again, and again, and again, and fight the same battles over and over.
~Erica Jong


You know what I look forward to? Accountability. The rule of law exerting itself. The former president committed many crimes without accountability (so far) and various people, including Supreme Court Justices, have perjured themselves and failed to recuse themselves. It's certainly past time for action to be taken.

To my mind, it's a two-front battle. One is having repercussions for breaking the law so we don't have insurrectionists and other criminals making decisions that affect the whole country. The other is protecting rights immediately, through Congress passing the Women's Health Protection Act. Do it.



Monday, May 2, 2022

Olivia Dean

If you can’t see my mirrors
Then i can't see you
~Olivia Dean


For Music Monday, Olivia Dean:





Friday, April 29, 2022

such good feet

I am grateful to those who are keepers of the groove. The babies and the grandmas who hang on to it and help us remember when we forget that any kind of dancing is better than no dancing at all.
~Lynda Barry


Hi folks! Happy Poetry Friday!



Last chance to sign up for the Summer Poem Swap! Drop me a line or leave a message in the comments. Not sure whether I've shared this before, but here is "Lines Written for Gene Kelly To Dance To" by Carl Sandburg.


Lines Written for Gene Kelly To Dance To
by Carl Sandburg

Spring is when the grass turns green and glad.
Spring is when the new grass comes up and says, "Hey, hey! Hey, hey!"
Be dizzy now and turn your head upside down and see how
the world looks upside down.
Be dizzy now and turn a cartwheel, and see the good earth
through a cartwheel.

Tell your feet the alphabet.
Tell your feet the multiplication table.
Tell your feet where to go, and, and watch ‘em go and come back.

Can you dance a question mark?
Can you dance an exclamation point?
Can you dance a couple of commas?
And bring it to a finish with a period?

Can you dance like the wind is pushing you?
Can you dance like you are pushing the wind?
Can you dance with slow wooden heels
and then change to bright and singing silver heels?
Such nice feet, such good feet.

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Here's Gene Kelly, 1943:



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Jone Rush MacCulloch has the Poetry Friday round-up. Thanks, Jone!

Thursday, April 28, 2022

The 2022 Progressive Poem

The Progressive Poem is here today. I thought about carrying forward with maps, but we began "where they were going, there were no maps," so I thought maybe not. This year's poem seems more beautiful than narrative to me... I don't have a good grasp of what is happening or where it is going. It seems more like a mood. With only two days left to wrap things up, I was led to today's line, which is a little confused but okay with that.


THE PROGRESSIVE POEM OF 2022, SO FAR:

Where they were going, there were no maps.

Sorry! I don’t want any adventures, thank you. Not today.

Take the adventure, heed the call, now ere the irrevocable moment passes!

We have to go back. I forgot something.

But it’s spring, and the world is puddle-wonderful,

so we’ll whistle and dance and set off on our way.

Come with me, and you’ll be in a land of pure imagination.

Wherever you go, take your hopes, pack your dreams, and never forget –

it is on our journeys that discoveries are made.

And then it was time for singing.

Can you sing with all the voices of the mountain, paint with all the colors of the wind, freewheeling through an endless diamond sky?

Suddenly, they stopped and realized they weren’t the only ones singing.

Listen, a chattering of monkeys! Let’s smell the dawn
and taste the moonlight, we’ll watch it all spread out before us.

The moon is slicing through the sky. We whisper to the tree,
tap on the trunk, imagine it feeling our sound.

Clouds of blue-winged swallows, rain from up the mountains,

Green growing all around, and the cool splash of the fountain.

If you look the right way, you can see that the whole world is a garden,

a bright, secret, quiet place, and rather sad;

and they stepped out into the middle of it.

Their minds’ libraries and lightning bugs led them on.

The darkwood sings, the elderhist blooms, the sky lightens; listen and you will find your way home.

The night sky would soon be painted, stars gleaming overhead, a beautiful wild curtain closing on the day.

Mud and dusk, nettles and sky – time to cycle home in the dark.
There are no wrong roads to anywhere
lift me like an olive branch and be my homeward dove.

Standing at the fence of the cottage,
I hear the new note in the voices of the birds.

I pray to the birds because I believe they will carry the message of my heart upward.

I make up a song that goes on singing all by itself

Surfing rivers of wind way up high . . . calling zeep, zeep, zeep in the sky,

blinking back the wee wonder of footprints, mouse holes, and underground maps.

It was all so wonderful and so magical that sometimes I got a little confused by my adventures.

Sources:
1. The Imaginaries: Little Scraps of Larger Stories, by Emily Winfield Martin
2. The Hobbit, by J. R. R. Tolkien
3. The Wind in the Willows, by Kenneth Grahame
4. Walk Two Moons by Sharon Creech
5. inspired by "[in Just-]" by E. E. Cummings
6. "Pure Imagination" from Willy Wonka and the Chocolate Factory
7. Maybe by Kobi Yamada
8. Sarah, Plain, and Tall by Patricia MacLachlan
9. inspired by Disney songs "A Whole New World" from Aladdin and "Colors of the Wind" from Pocahontas
10. The Other Way to Listen by Byrd Baylor
11. adapted from Cinnamon by Neil Gaiman
12. adapted from The Magical Imperfect by Chris Baron
13. adapted from On the Same Day in March by Marilyn Singer
14. adapted from a line in Bridge to Terabithia by Katherine Paterson
15. The Secret Garden by Frances Hodgson Burnett
16. Prince Caspian by CS Lewis
17. The Last Cuentista by Donna Barba Higuera
18. Kate DiCamillo's The Beatryce Prophecy
19. The Keeper of Wild Words by Brooke Smith
20. Last Child in the Woods by Richard Louv
21. The Phantom Tollbooth by Norton Juster
22. "Dance Me to the End of Love" by Leonard Cohen
23. adapted from Tuck Everlasting by Natalie Babbitt
24. A quote from Terry Tempest Williams in Birdology by Sy Montgomery
25. adapted from "When I Was a Bird" by Katherine Mansfield
26. Warbler Wave by April Pulley Sayre with Jeff Sayre
27. a quote from the poem, "Reading in the Dark" from the book, "Please Bury Me In the library" by J. Patrick Lewis.
28. The Ship That Flew by Hilda Lewis


1 Irene at Live Your Poem
2 Donna Smith at Mainely Write
3 Catherine Flynn at Reading to the Core
4 Mary Lee at A(nother) Year of Reading
5 Buffy at Buffy Silverman
6 Linda at A Word Edgewise
7 Kim Johnson at Common Threads
8 Rose Cappelli at Imagine the Possibilities
9 Carol Varsalona at Beyond Literacy Link
10 Linda Baie at Teacher Dance
11 Janet Fagal at Reflections on the Teche
12 Jone at Jone Rush MacCulloch
13 Karin Fisher-Golton at Still in Awe
14 Denise Krebs at Dare to Care
15 Carol Labuzzetta at The Apples in my Orchard
16 Heidi Mordhorst at My Juicy Little Universe
17 Ruth at There is no such thing as a God-forsaken Town
18 Patricia at Reverie
19 Christie at Wondering and Wandering
20 Robyn Hood Black at Life on the Deckle Edge
21 Kevin at Dog Trax
22 Margaret at Reflections on the Teche
23 Leigh Anne at A Day in the Life
24 Marcie Atkins
25 Marilyn Garcia
26 JoAnn Early Macken
27 Janice at Salt City Verse
28 Tabatha at The Opposite of Indifference
29 Karen Eastlund at Karen’s Got a Blog
30 Michelle Kogan Painting, Illustration, & Writing

Wednesday, April 27, 2022

Kristin Saleri

Posting something early for Art Thursday since I'll be posting my line in the Progressive Poem tomorrow. I enjoyed this video introduction to Kristin Saleri's work:



Also, check out Paul Smith's work on Michelle's blog. He inspires me deeply.

Monday, April 25, 2022

Picks me up, puts me down

Is this how it is?
Is this how it's always been?
To exist in the face of suffering and death
And somehow still keep singing?
~Florence


Okay, about this song by Florence and the Machine. 1) I keep listening to it 2) Bill Nighy is great (you might know him from Pirates of the Caribbean?) 3) This video was recorded in Kyiv, Ukraine last November 4) It says some interesting things about anxiety 5) It's visually striking (the gray with orange! the Ukrainian traditional art background) 6) Bill Nighy really is great.



Thursday, April 21, 2022

We are the changes

Once there were parking lots
Now it's a peaceful oasis
~The Talking Heads




Two poems for Poetry Friday. I started out wanting to find something for Earth Day, and the closest I found was the song above. I am not feeling so great, to be honest, so I'm just going to lie down a bit. Hope you enjoy the poems!

Moon
by Frederick Smock

The day lengthens,
the old earth tips its hat
to the moon.

The changeful moon
goes through many phases,
even in a single night,


read the rest here

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The Cure
by Albert Huffstickler

We think we get over things.
We don’t get over things.
Or say, we get over the measles
but not a broken heart.
We need to make that distinction.
The things that become part of our experience
never become less a part of our experience.
How can I say it?
The way to “get over” a life is to die.
Short of that, you move with it,
let the pain be pain,


read the rest here

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Reflections on the Teche has the Poetry Friday round-up. Thanks, Margaret!

La Mère-Terre

Whether you have feet, wings, fins, or roots, we are all in it together.
~Winona LaDuke


In honor of the upcoming Earth Day, Mother Earth for Art Thursday:

Mother Earth-The Legend of Aataentsic
photo by Dennis Jarvis

Mother Earth-The Legend of Aataentsic
photo by John Martinez Pavliga

Mother Earth
Sculpture by Wagner Nándor
Photo by Kiss Sándor