29 Tuesday Nov 2011
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Art, beautiful, Christina Rossetti, Pear, Poetry, watercolor
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
22 Tuesday Nov 2011
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Auden, beautiful, Lauren DiMarco, Love, Photography, Poetry, postaweek 2011
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.
18 Tuesday Oct 2011
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Graveyard, Hallowe'en, Longfellow, Paul Revere's Ride, Photography, Poetry, postaweek 2011, Skelton
© Joan Currie
A moment only he feels the spell
Of the place and the hour, and the secret dread
Of the lonely belfry and the dead;
from The Midnight Ride of Paul Revere by Henry Wadsworth Longfellow
The spirits of the dead swirled all around me on my walk today.
08 Saturday Oct 2011
Posted in Art, Photography, Reflections, Writing
© Joan Currie
The spray reached out and sucked her in
It was hardly a noticed thing
That Joan was there and is not now
(Oh go and tell young Featherstonehaugh)
Gone away, gone away
All alone.
Stevie Smith
This lonely shoe on the beach brought to mind the poem, Deeply Morbid. I was a little disturbed that the protagonist and I share the same name.
16 Saturday Apr 2011
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© Joan Currie
There once was a white bunny named Feaster
Who ate all the chocolate eggs for Easter
The children were quite sad
And his mom was so mad
That she spanked him on his fluffy keister.
and
There once was an odd-looking chick named Sue
Who was at a loss for something to do
She went to the town fair
And had a good time there
But came home still feeling lonely and blue.
These surreal looking animals and some Godiva chocolate served as prompts for the limericks. Inject some fun into your day – try writing a limerick yourself!
05 Tuesday Apr 2011
Posted in Garden, Photography, Reflections
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beautiful, Beauty, Daffodils, e.e. cummings, Garden, Photography, Poetry, postaweek 2011, Spring
© Joan Currie
Spring
thingS
dare to do people
(& not
the other way
round)because it
‘s A
pril
e. e. cummings
Spring is upon us! Dare to do one new activity a week for the whole year starting today and see how your life will be transformed!
One lovely spring day in my childhood, I dared to give my mother the most extravagant bouquet she had ever beheld. I had a delightful time gathering daffodils and tulips from all the neighbors’ gardens in our area and beyond. So immense was the offering that I struggled to carry the jumble of flowers home without damaging any of the delicate petals. I was quivering with excitement when I extended it to her.
Regrettably, my mother’s reaction was not what I had imagined when she learned from whence the flowers had come. (My life was indeed transformed for many weeks thereafter!)
Satin & Sand 