dear peony, you looked so tired,
but ever so beautiful
Tired
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Confusion
he thought he was at home–
where was home?
flea and farmers market on a Sunday
home made candles
vases from the 50’s
musty books
pots filled with basil
black raspberry plants
bracelets that sparkled in the morning sun
platform shoes
cherry tomatoes
long asparagus
lush rhubarb
reindeer salt and pepper shakers
hand crafted end tables
ruby red strawberries
bunches of bib lettuce
bulbs of garlic
A quote a day for a week:5
“Beauty, is reassuring.”
John-Paul Sartre
A quote a day for a week:4
(from the poem: Lady Weeping At The Crossroads)
Lady, weeping at the crossroads
Would you meet your love
In the twilight with his greyhounds
And the hawk on his glove?
Poem excerpt by W. H. Auden, music written to this poem and sung by Carla Bruni from the album, No Promises, 2007
A quote a day for a week:3
“Small, everyday things can lift us out of despair. But nobody can do it for you. You’re the one who has to watch for the open door.”
Donna Tartt, from the novel, The Goldfinch
A quote a day for a week: 2
(from the song: I should have sent roses)
I don’t know where to start
This cage ‘round my heart
Locked up what I’d meant to say
Or I felt all along the way
Just wondering how come
I couldn’t take your breath away
Lyrics and Music by Elton John, Bernie Taupin and Leon Russell, from the album, The Union, 2010
A Quote a Day for a Week:1
“Magic’s never what you expect it to be, but it’s often what you need.”
Charles de Lint, from the novel, Moonlight and Vines
what I’ve heard recently
the call of a cardinal
a tea kettle wistle
siren sounds echoing in the river valley
Wichita Lineman by Glen Campbell
the roar of a motorcycle
this sentence: “I’d like it extra hot, please.”
a young girl humming
an old woman crying
blaring horn of a barge at midnight
Again
happiness needs to be tended,
cared for, coerced and cajoled–
it needs bright sunshine and soft moonshine–
happiness will sometimes hide,
go undercover, silent and dark–
but it will bloom again,
under the right temperature,
under the right love–
it blooms again
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