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Posted: Aug 22, 2014 - 4:05pm

 Antigone wrote:
The dawning clouds go
Through different artists' styles
As today arrives.

(the dog and I walk)

Saw Turner, Bierstadt, Dali and Wyeth ... among others.
 
Lucky you.  Nice Billy Collins poem, too.
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Posted: Aug 22, 2014 - 4:53am

The dawning clouds go
Through different artists' styles
As today arrives.

(the dog and I walk)

Saw Turner, Bierstadt, Dali and Wyeth ... among others.



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Posted: Aug 20, 2014 - 7:36am

Silence

There is the sudden silence of the crowd
above a player not moving on the field,
and the silence of the orchid.

The silence of the falling vase
before it strikes the floor,
the silence of the belt when it is not striking the child.

The stillness of the cup and the water in it,
the silence of the moon
and the quiet of the day far from the roar of the sun.

The silence when I hold you to my chest,
the silence of the window above us,
and the silence when you rise and turn away.

And there is the silence of this morning
which I have broken with my pen,
a silence that had piled up all night

like snow falling in the darkness of the house—
the silence before I wrote a word
and the poorer silence now.

~ Billy Collins


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Posted: Aug 20, 2014 - 5:28am

A sliver of moon
Vanishes behind a gauze
Of high morning clouds.

(the dog and I walk)
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Posted: Aug 19, 2014 - 6:04am

Ominous pink skies,
Who knew there was such a thing?
"Red sky at morning ..."
ScottN
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Posted: Aug 18, 2014 - 6:22am

The Cabbages of Chekhov

Some gamblers abandon carefully built houses
In order to live near water. It's all right. One day
On the river is worth a thousand nights on land.

It is our attraction to ruin that saves us;
And disaster, friends, brings us health. Chekhov
Shocks the heavens with his dark cabbages.

William Blake knew that fierce old man,
Irritable, chained and majestic, who bends over
To measure with his calipers the ruin of the world.

It takes so little to make me happy tonight!
Four hours of singing will do it, if we remember
How much of our life is a ruin, and agree to that.

Butterflies spend all afternoon concentrating
On the buddleia bush; human beings take in
The fragrance of a thousand nights of ruin.

We planted fields of sorrow near the Tigris.
The Harvesters will come in at the end of time
And tell us that the crop of ruin has been great.

MN's own Robert Bly


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Posted: Aug 17, 2014 - 5:29am

It was a rough week last week. RW's death, so reminiscent of the death of the brilliant actor/writer/comedian/artist who I dated many years ago. Finding out that the volunteer training program I was so anticipating starting this fall had to be postponed ...

So, today starts a new week.

A blue heron flies
And a rainbow without rain.
An auspicious start.

(The dog and I walk)


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Posted: Aug 15, 2014 - 11:14am

And I saw the river
over which every soul must pass
to reach the kingdom of heaven
and the name of that river was suffering:
and I saw the boat
which carries souls across the river
and the name of that boat was
Love.

~Saint John of the Cross

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Posted: Aug 14, 2014 - 7:07am

Postscript

And some time make the time to drive out west
Into County Clare, along the Flaggy Shore,
In September or October, when the wind
And the light are working off each other
So that the ocean on one side is wild
With foam and glitter, and inland among stones
The surface of a slate-grey lake is lit
By the earthed lightning of a flock of swans,
Their feathers roughed and ruffling, white on white,
Their fully grown headstrong-looking heads
Tucked or cresting or busy underwater.
Useless to think you'll park and capture it
More thoroughly. You are neither here nor there,
A hurry through which known and strange things pass
As big soft buffetings come at the car sideways
And catch the heart off guard and blow it open.

Seamus Heaney


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Posted: Aug 11, 2014 - 5:12pm

The Love of Morning

It is hard sometimes to drag ourselves
back to the love of morning
after we've lain in the dark crying out
O God, save us from the horror . . . .

God has saved the world one more day
even with its leaden burden of human evil;
we wake to birdsong.
And if sunlight's gossamer lifts in its net
the weight of all that is solid,
our hearts, too, are lifted,
swung like laughing infants;

but on gray mornings,
all incident - our own hunger,
the dear tasks of continuance,
the footsteps before us in the earth's
beloved dust, leading the way - all,
is hard to love again
for we resent a summons
that disregards our sloth, and this
calls us, calls us.

~ Denise Levertov


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Posted: Aug 11, 2014 - 4:24pm

 ScottN wrote:
Very nice. {#Cheers}   Who is Carlene M.?


 
A very dear friend of mine.
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Posted: Aug 11, 2014 - 4:05pm

 ScottN wrote:
 Antigone wrote:
...

 Very nice as well, and graphics to boot!   Author?  {#Good-vibes}   {#Clap}

 
Sorry. Billy Collins.
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Posted: Aug 11, 2014 - 4:02pm

 Antigone wrote:
...

 Very nice as well, and graphics to boot!   Author?  {#Good-vibes}   {#Clap}


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Posted: Aug 11, 2014 - 3:54pm


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Posted: Aug 11, 2014 - 3:53pm

 ScottN wrote:

Failing and Flying

Everyone forgets that Icarus also flew.
It's the same when love comes to an end,
or the marriage fails and people say
they knew it was a mistake, that everybody
said it would never work. That she was
old enough to know better. But anything
worth doing is worth doing badly.
Like being there by that summer ocean
on the other side of the island while
love was fading out of her, the stars
burning so extravagantly those nights
that anyone could tell you they would never last.
Every morning she was asleep in my bed
like a visitation, the gentleness in her
like antelope standing in the dawn mist.
Each afternoon I watched her coming back
through the hot stony field after swimming,
the sea light behind her and the huge sky
on the other side of that. Listened to her
while we ate lunch. How can they say
the marriage failed? Like the people who
came back from Provence (when it was Provence)
and said it was pretty but the food was greasy.
I believe that Icarus was not failing as he fell,
but just coming to the end of his triumph.

Jack Gilbert



 
Nice. Very nice.


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Posted: Aug 11, 2014 - 5:35am

 BlueHeronDruid wrote:
My Old House

Wallpaper. Sometimes I peel back the edges to see
...
I love to death before it goes.

8.3.2014 Carlene M.
 
Very nice. {#Cheers}   Who is Carlene M.?
ScottN
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Posted: Aug 11, 2014 - 5:22am

Failing and Flying

Everyone forgets that Icarus also flew.
It's the same when love comes to an end,
or the marriage fails and people say
they knew it was a mistake, that everybody
said it would never work. That she was
old enough to know better. But anything
worth doing is worth doing badly.
Like being there by that summer ocean
on the other side of the island while
love was fading out of her, the stars
burning so extravagantly those nights
that anyone could tell you they would never last.
Every morning she was asleep in my bed
like a visitation, the gentleness in her
like antelope standing in the dawn mist.
Each afternoon I watched her coming back
through the hot stony field after swimming,
the sea light behind her and the huge sky
on the other side of that. Listened to her
while we ate lunch. How can they say
the marriage failed? Like the people who
came back from Provence (when it was Provence)
and said it was pretty but the food was greasy.
I believe that Icarus was not failing as he fell,
but just coming to the end of his triumph.

Jack Gilbert


Antigone

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Gender: Female
Zodiac: Aquarius
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Posted: Aug 11, 2014 - 5:03am

 BlueHeronDruid wrote:
My Old House

Wallpaper. Sometimes I peel back the edges to see
what is underneath. Sometimes
a color or pattern surprises, delights, sometimes
the rip is too deep. I know as I do it that it will not
patch easily and I won’t get around to it
anyway. I was just peeking for possibility. The
past had style and wisdom. Sometimes wit.

Tucked in the corner of the room
I have damaged the plaster, a wound that says
“CHANGE!” if you
look at it directly like a critical relative or my
next door neighbor with money to throw,
but more like “maybe change….” if it was me noticing it again
after a few months. Color is free and
if i am bold enough, the guest
can become deaf to the beat of a family
fighting back poverty by fresh lime or soothing tangerine.
Paint on sale.

 This is MY house by the way. And even if the neighbors
hire painters, and landscape engineers I
live with floorboards that remember, authenticity of
scrapes, and stains and mistakes. Cracks.
Leaks. Maybe I am proud to escape
the sadness of comparison to the easy purchase-
the trucks that pull up to deliver and improve. Deliver
and improve. God, relentlessly offering boxes,
furniture. The doors gaping maws that consume
and close. Garages swallowing large shining things.Paid saws singing, paid leaves blowing. Only easy
if you know the money is coming. It must flow
like a wide river for them. I don’t know. Newness
is a god that rewards them generously. What god
do I pray to? Continuity? Meaning? Or am I just
flattering myself. Failure? Decay?

Things happen here slowly, but maybe they mean more.
The effort of tired, committed people who love, sometimes
outshines the paid lightning efficiencies of crews of
strangers. Or so I hope. Makes it bearable.
In my dining room I have four chairs the school
was tossing. They live somehow, a bit more, because of
the story. My clothes had lives before me. My houseplants
know and love their rooms with found treasures and beach stones.

There are houses with worse than ours, for sure.
My queendom would be the envy of a distant neighbor, so I
try to live with less. To give. My things, when I’m done, I try to pass them on
to where they would be best used. Each thing,
carved somehow with energy of its honest use,
I love to death before it goes.

8.3.2014 Carlene M.


 
Oh! How I love this! Must copy it out to read again, and again.

{#Heartkiss}
BlueHeronDruid
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Posted: Aug 10, 2014 - 9:03pm

My Old House

Wallpaper. Sometimes I peel back the edges to see
what is underneath. Sometimes
a color or pattern surprises, delights, sometimes
the rip is too deep. I know as I do it that it will not
patch easily and I won’t get around to it
anyway. I was just peeking for possibility. The
past had style and wisdom. Sometimes wit.

Tucked in the corner of the room
I have damaged the plaster, a wound that says
“CHANGE!” if you
look at it directly like a critical relative or my
next door neighbor with money to throw,
but more like “maybe change….” if it was me noticing it again
after a few months. Color is free and
if i am bold enough, the guest
can become deaf to the beat of a family
fighting back poverty by fresh lime or soothing tangerine.
Paint on sale.

 This is MY house by the way. And even if the neighbors
hire painters, and landscape engineers I
live with floorboards that remember, authenticity of
scrapes, and stains and mistakes. Cracks.
Leaks. Maybe I am proud to escape
the sadness of comparison to the easy purchase-
the trucks that pull up to deliver and improve. Deliver
and improve. God, relentlessly offering boxes,
furniture. The doors gaping maws that consume
and close. Garages swallowing large shining things.Paid saws singing, paid leaves blowing. Only easy
if you know the money is coming. It must flow
like a wide river for them. I don’t know. Newness
is a god that rewards them generously. What god
do I pray to? Continuity? Meaning? Or am I just
flattering myself. Failure? Decay?

Things happen here slowly, but maybe they mean more.
The effort of tired, committed people who love, sometimes
outshines the paid lightning efficiencies of crews of
strangers. Or so I hope. Makes it bearable.
In my dining room I have four chairs the school
was tossing. They live somehow, a bit more, because of
the story. My clothes had lives before me. My houseplants
know and love their rooms with found treasures and beach stones.

There are houses with worse than ours, for sure.
My queendom would be the envy of a distant neighbor, so I
try to live with less. To give. My things, when I’m done, I try to pass them on
to where they would be best used. Each thing,
carved somehow with energy of its honest use,
I love to death before it goes.

8.3.2014 Carlene M.



Antigone

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Gender: Female
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Posted: Aug 6, 2014 - 5:05am

A train's cry echoes
Against the hills and ridges.
My sorrow in sound.
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