Poetry

Looking closely at a citrus segment, the shape and design of the tiny sections of juice, the way they fit together, I was reminded of a butterfly wing. The word "poetry" came to my mind. I realized this is what poetry is to me: describing one thing in terms of another, finding or creating connections that make us look at a thing with new, widely opened eyes. The wing of an orange. Butterfly segments revealed beneath the peel.

Current mood: You're so Ugli

Quoth She

The mind is its own place, and in itself
Can make a Heav'n of Hell, a Hell of Heav'n

-Satan, Paradise Lost, Book 1, lines 254-255

Shield and Glory

Today's date on the one-a-day calender my wonderful friends made for me, and the day's Bible reading both contain this passage:

But You, O LORD, are a shield for me,
My glory and the One who lifts up my head. Ps. 3:3

It is true.

Clever!

Extra Bases

Yet another reason why the Boston Globe is the best newspaper in NE: they partnered with or sponsor boston.com which has a Red Sox blog, Extra Bases, with game updates whenever anything interesting happens. Known as "in-game blogging" (can I get an "Oooohh"?). Now I can do homework and keep up with the game at the same time without keeping the TV on. Aww yeah!

http://www.boston.com/sports/baseball/redsox/extras/extra_bases/

Tomato dilemma

After 4 months of watching, waiting and hoping, my mulch pile volunteer tomato plant has produced fruit. The question is, when the fruit matures and ripens, will I be able to eat it? Eating said fruit might feel like eating a member of the family. A member of the family which would taste good on a bagel with cream cheese and lox.....hmmm