Marriage is a book of which the first chapter is written in poetry and the remaining chapters in prose.
I have feelings too. I am still human. All i want is to be loved, for myself and for my talent.
i like photos to contain certain feeling and presence.
a little something that quietly speaks to the heart.
I have no hostility to nature, but a child’s love to it.
I expand and live in the warm day like corn and melons.
A morning-glory at my window satisfies me more than the metaphysics of books.
The web of our life is of a mingled yarn, good and ill together
Bring me then the plant that points to those bright
Lucidites swirling up from the earth,
And life itself exhaling that central breath!
Bring me the sunflower crazed with the love of light
You love the roses – so do I. I wish
The sky would rain down roses, as they rain
From off the shaken bush. Why will it not?
Then all the valley would be pink and white
And soft to tread on. They would fall as light
As feathers, smelling sweet: and it would be
Like sleeping and yet waking, all at once.
it would be nice to be back in oregon, but, i’m not. i am still sweltering in indiana and scheduled to fly over clouds and state lines on wednesday. with a stop at at the denver airport for tea and to catch a ride on another beast that is to fly to the northwest over mountains and desert at about half a mile per second (or something like that). anyway. i have photos, dirty clothes, probably dead flowers and a hankerin’ to be home. but… tomorrow (tuesday), syd and i are threatening to go to the “indy museum of art” in the afternoon. they have air conditioning and some cool art.
i have missed
pink orange blue
petals stems green
set your mind
on shape flowing
in the moment of sight
this retirement community is very quiet. the schedule of the house is
walk the dog, feed the dog, watch tv, and nap. along with a few trips
to the store or the gym. i am learning how to crochet for pity sakes.
and i’m getting this pain in my side. i gotta get out of here…
i saw the best ever movie the other night!
Buck Brannaman Documentary
you have got to see this. i’m not kidding…. check it out.
more on buck:
article from the denver post
cinema 365 wordpress blog