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Category Archives: Poetry
We Are All Invited —
Come, come whoever you are, Wanderer, worshipper, lover of learning, It doesn’t matter. Ours is not a caravan of despair. Come, even if you have broken your vow a thousand times. Come, come yet again, come. —- Jelalu’ddin … Continue reading
TODAY’S PORTRAIT: violet
In contrast to cheery Johnny Jump-ups and bold-faced pansies, there’s an introverted branch of the Violaceae family. Violets, true violets, are modest and demure. They shelter underneath their heart-shaped leaves, and even great masses of them never seem to call attention to themselves. Unless … Continue reading
Posted in Art, Life and Death, Mindfulness, Nature, Personal Essay, Poetry, Quotes, Wisdom
Tagged Beauty, Death, Elegies, Flowers, Modesty, Poetry, Violets, Wordsworth
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Appearance and Deception —
We were happily wandering in a lovely area of the fabulous gardens at Chanticleer, in Wayne, PA, when we came across a dark stone Hermit’s Pool with fast-running water: It took a while for the shock to register. The photo reminds me of one of British … Continue reading
Posted in Doubt, Life and Death, Poetry, Wisdom
Tagged Appearance, Deception, Poetry, Stevie Smith
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Riddle-Me-This
When Oedipus (yes, that Oedipus, the one who was so devoted to his mother) was a young man, he won a kingdom by answering a riddle. (Prizes on Jeopardy aren’t nearly so lavish.) The question was posed by the Sphinx, … Continue reading
Posted in Challenge, Enlightenment, Paintings, Poetry, Wisdom, Writers
Tagged Feminism, Muriel Rukuyser, Myth, Oedipus, Women
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Welcome Dandelions, Welcome Spring!
Spring Just as we lose hope she ambles in, a late guest dragging her hem of wildflowers, her torn veil of mist, of light rain, blowing her dandelion breath in our ears; and we forgive her, turning from chilly … Continue reading
“One Misty Moisty Morning —
when cloudy was the weather —“ That refrain ran through my head when I opened the front door this morning and saw the mist lying thick about our lane. “One misty moisty morning, de dum de dum de dum” I thought, … Continue reading
Posted in Color, Nature, Poetry
Tagged Folksongs, Mist, Morning, Nursery Rhymes, Weather
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A Cherry Hung with Snow…
Simply trust, Simply trust! Cherry blossoms in bloom Japanese haiku poet Kobayashi Issa It’s Japanese practice (as I understand it) to display each seasonal decoration, like this cherry blossom bonsai, a little in … Continue reading
Posted in Flowers, Japan, Nature, Pioneer Valley, Poetry, Spring
Tagged Cherry Blossoms, Haiku, Japan, Snow, Winter
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Spring in the Heart
Coming along the mountain path Somehow it tugs my heart Wild violet (trans. Lesley Downer) The mercury slunk down to – 12 Fahrenheit last night. Or thereabouts. At such low temperatures, what difference does it make? All is white, white, … Continue reading
The Clouds Above Us —
Summer, having finally arrived, is moving along much too briskly! We are midway through August already. Summer heat, blue skies, green leaves, the slow passage of fleecy clouds — all are rolling past. In another two weeks we will all be … Continue reading
Posted in Autumn, Etcetera, Happiness, Nature, Poetry, Wisdom
Tagged Celebration, Chinese Poetry, Photography, Summer
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Getting Up Early in the Morning?
I know lots of people who do, but I don’t. (Normally, that is. This photo is an anomaly.) The warm shelter of the quilt is too cozy, my body insists on just a few more minutes — and then a … Continue reading