Friday, April 24
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.
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
Can make a Heav'n of Hell, a Hell of Heav'n
-Satan, Paradise Lost, Book 1, lines 254-255
Monday, April 20
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.
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.
Thursday, April 16
Thursday, April 9
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/
http://www.boston.com/sports/baseball/redsox/extras/extra_bases/
Wednesday, April 8
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
Monday, March 30
Embarassed
Re: Groomer Has It.
Dog groomer reality show, you make me embarassed to be American. I don't need to watch you to know you would make me feel queasy. You lower the standard of television, even that of reality television, which is already as low as a collapsed California overpass or a rattlesnake in a wagon rut. You besmirch the Animal Planet network, which otherwise has some good shows, most notably Pet Star, the Growing up Cheetah, Black Bear, etc. series and Steve Irwin's impressive and edicational animal handling.
May your ratings plummet.
Sincerely,
Embarassed to be American
Dog groomer reality show, you make me embarassed to be American. I don't need to watch you to know you would make me feel queasy. You lower the standard of television, even that of reality television, which is already as low as a collapsed California overpass or a rattlesnake in a wagon rut. You besmirch the Animal Planet network, which otherwise has some good shows, most notably Pet Star, the Growing up Cheetah, Black Bear, etc. series and Steve Irwin's impressive and edicational animal handling.
May your ratings plummet.
Sincerely,
Embarassed to be American
Thursday, March 12
Thank You
...to the businessmen and women, heads of corporations, members of planning boards, developers, construction workers; in short, anyone responsible for the addition of the new Hannafords on Rt. 101 that is 4 miles closer to my house than any other grocery store, making a late night gummy candy trip far more feasible. Thank you from the bottom of my gummied tummy.
Monday, February 16
Thursday, February 12
Wednesday, February 11
Tuesday, February 10
Brown Penny
I whispered, 'I am too young,'
And then, 'I am old enough';
Wherefore I threw a penny
To find out if I might love.
'Go and love, go and love, young man,
If the lady be young and fair.'
Ah, penny, brown penny, brown penny,
I am looped in the loops of her hair.
O love is the crooked thing,
There is nobody wise enough
To find out all that is in it,
For he would be thinking of love
Till the stars had run away
And the shadows eaten the moon.
Ah, penny, brown penny, brown penny,
One cannot begin it too soon.
Wednesday, February 4
Thursday, January 22
Pretty Eggs
My mom met a woman in the chiropractor's office was selling eggs. They come from free range chickens. I don't know if the chickens are different varieties or if they eat various things and that's why the eggs are colored. The camera doesn't show the colors very well- they are green, blue and light rose. Almost too pretty to eat. But not quite.
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