poetry wednesday : when you come to love, bring all you have.
When You Come to Love by Ann Fisher-Wirth When you come to love,bring all you have. Bring the milk in the jug,the checked cloth on the table—the conch that sang the seawhen you were small,and your moonstone rings,your dream of wolves,your woven bracelets. For the key to love is in …
mindful monday : clean clementine lines
There are three rooms left to do, to clear out, to declutter and make spacious-er. And the attic. And the basement. Oh at the stuff. Some of it is boxes of papers I will never use again. I don't need them. I don't want them. Some of it is mementos. …
thinking thursday.
[this is me pretending to be a news anchor. I am being thoughtful by finger acting] [mind] Why fracking is no fracking good. I am intrigued by the Big History Project. Is addiction in the head? [body] I'm definitely going to try this oatmeal recipe. Oh, Hugh Laurie, we love …
poetry wednesday : september’s lovely in new york.
Advisory by George Bradley for Jim Kehoe September’s lovely in New York, the sky Returned to baby blue, the breeze now mild As breath, and if you’ve anything at all Important planned, now’s when to do it: fall In love, begin a book, beget a child, Marry, get religion, learn to fly. …
come, let’s talk
Here are some upcoming events that mean a great deal to me – I hope you can join me for one of them! September 13-14 – Carbondale, IL Sept 13 – 7:30pm, Presenting the Glassman University Honors Lecture Sept 14 – 10am, Reading/signing at Barnes and Noble – Carbondale September 19 …
poetry wednesday : skin remembers
Two Countries -Naomi Shihab Nye Skin remembers how long the years growwhen skin is not touched, a gray tunnelof singleness, feather lost from the tailof a bird, swirling onto a step,swept away by someone who never sawit was a feather. Skin ate, walked,slept by itself, knew how to raise a …
mindful monday : simple is spacious
(suddenly, she got taller) The floor of the front porch has been sanded, and is ready to be painted. What color to choose? I love deep red and deep green, but I think all the dust in the world would show. So I'm veering toward painting it the color of …
remember.
I am not interested in political statements or warnings or diatribes on this tenth anniversary of 9/11. I'm not inclined to write a post about how we've lost our way in these past ten years, about how the terrorists have won if their goal was to irretrievably break this country …
thinking thursday.
(Sometimes you have to hold them.) [mind] My new favorite comics. If you are trying to do business online and feel you have to follow the lead of others to create pop-ups to generate leads and get people on your list and funnel people into taking some action you want …
poetry wednesday : What will unleash itself in you when your storm comes?
Lilacs in September Shocked to the rootlike the lilac bushin the vacant lotby the hurricane– whose black branch splitby wind or rainhas broken outunseasonably into these scant ash-colored blossomslifted highas if to say to passersbyWhat will unleashitself in youwhen your storm comes? -Katha Pollitt [image from here]
