08 Thursday Dec 2011
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© Joan Currie
Once I almost had you
And now I want you again
Sinful bodies, wings of a butterfly.
from Hrisna Tela, Kindla Motyli by Aneta Langerova
I prefer moths to butterflies in the way they are drawn to a flame.
Thanks to Svatava Pearce for the translation.
06 Tuesday Dec 2011
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© Lauren DiMarco
For my part, I prefer my heart to be broken.
It is so lovely, dawn-kaleidoscopic within the crack.
D.H. Lawrence
One heartbreak is enough – I do not wish for another.
04 Sunday Dec 2011
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For a moment Anne’s heart fluttered queerly and for the first time her eyes
faltered under Gilbert’s gaze and a rosy flush stained the paleness of her face.
from Anne of Avonlea by Lucy Maud Montgomery
I always have great hopes for a romantic holiday season.
29 Tuesday Nov 2011
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What is yellow? pears are yellow,
Rich and ripe and mellow.
from Color by Christina Rossetti
A pear – my favorite shape of late.
Watercolor © Joan Currie
26 Saturday Nov 2011
Posted in Garden, Photography, Reflections, Writing
© Joan Currie
The morns are meeker than they were,
The nuts are getting brown;
The berry’s cheek is plumper,
The rose is out of town.
The maple wears a gayer scarf,
The field a scarlet gown.
Lest I should be old-fashioned,
I’ll put a trinket on.
by Emily Dickinson – Autumn
My garden cherub beholds fall’s dramatic show of color.
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23 Wednesday Nov 2011
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© Joan Currie
Because we don’t know when we will die, we get to think of life as an inexhaustible well, yet everything happens only a certain number of times, and a very small number, really. How many more times will you remember a certain afternoon of your childhood, some afternoon that’s so deeply a part of your being that you can’t even conceive of your life without it? Perhaps four or five times more, perhaps not even that. How many times will you watch the full moon rise? Perhaps twenty? And yet it all seems limitless.
from The Sheltering Sky movie, based on the book by Paul Bowles
Thanksgiving is almost upon us – savor every sweet moment of it.
22 Tuesday Nov 2011
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21 Monday Nov 2011
Posted in Food, Photography, Reflections, Writing
© Joan Currie
A wagon stopped before the house; she heard
The heavy oilskins of the grocer’s man
Slapping against his legs. Of a sudden whirred
Her heart like a frightened partridge, and she ran
And slid the bolt, leaving his entrance free;
Sonnets from an Ungrafted Tree by Edna St. Vincent Millay
My table is laden with the fecundity of the season.
16 Wednesday Nov 2011
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© Lauren DiMarco
Come away, come, sweet love,
The golden morning breaks,
All the earth, all the air
Of love and pleasure speaks,
Teach thine arms then to embrace,
And sweet rosy lips to kiss,
And mix our souls in mutual bliss.
(Anonymous, English)
I miss our sweet bodies intertwined.
05 Saturday Nov 2011
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© Joan Currie – Watercolor
And who do you think you are
Running ’round leaving scars
Collecting your jar of hearts
And tearing love apart
from Jar of Hearts by Christina Perri
He kept only my heart.
Satin & Sand 