Tagged: puttingwordstogether

22
Jun
2005

SUMMER SOUNDS

We’re starting down the long, darkening slope of the year as of today. It’s hard to believe that this is as good as it gets. When it’s this sunny and warm and light out, when the birds are chirping at 3 a.m. and the grass is growing at amazing rates, there is no possibility of winter, of long, dreary days of darkness. I’m a bit ashamed of myself that the lightest day of the year is a symbol meaning that’s it, it’s over now, and we’re on the way back down into the darkness. Of course, around December 21st, my...

12
Jun
2005

LOOKING FOR INSPIRATION

I was feeling particularly blank today. I am not sure why, but it probably has something to do with the moon or the rain or the numbers at the wrong end of the temperature scale. Perhaps I’m just tired, which isn’t wholly out of the realm of probability with me on any given day. I don’t like feeling blank, and I don’t WANT to feel blank. I sat here and stared at the screen for several minutes and nothing, but nothing, came to me. I thought earlier about some things to write about, but inspiration has flown off elsewhere and...

09
Jun
2005

SAINTS AND POETS

I’m an addict in search of my next hit. The substance I’m addicted to isn’t hard to find, but it can be elusive and you have to keep an eye out for it. I suffer when I can’t get me some, and I have been known to spend money and time searching for it. Luckily, there are so many forms of the thing I crave that I don’t usually have to go too long inbetween highs. It never gets old, that blast of euphoria that sets me spinning, that raises the hair on the back of my neck, that dilates...

27
May
2005

RIGHT BRAINED SKILL SET

There are some things I’m really good at and some things I’m just so-so at, and some things I totally suck at. They even out, and that’s how it should be. It’s funny, though, when I think about it, how people in my life who know I’m good at one particular thing, have no idea about the other things at which I excel. And they may know, or suspect, some of the things I am not so good at, but it’s pretty rare, because I am nothing if not good at winging it. I wonder how much of our lives...

03
May
2005

SPOUT

It seems like just yesterday the fields were barely blushing, flushed with the beginnings of green. Suddenly, today, after a week of rain and drizzle, it’s so LUSH. Our lawn is full of clover and the grass is a cushiony carpet. All the greens of spring are unfolding faster than thought. You look away and suddenly the chestnut leaves are little dancing skirts. You look back and the forsythia is on fire. Bird cherries are already white clouds floating among the greenery. Every year, it’s the same, and yet every year it’s all so NEW. *** What is sacred? How...

03
Jan
2005

DROPSY

Things I Dropped Yesterday: a jar of caviar on the tile floor (no breakage!) a kohlrabi 1/2 of a glass bathroom cabinet door (MAJOR breakage) the ball…for not calling a visiting acquaintance from the States the day before she left to go home a huge pile of Christmas cards and paperclips my daughter (after the bath)…okay, I admit it—I pushed her, but only because she SPIT AT ME. Everyone writes better than I do. This is not a plea for affirmation, it’s an observation. There are so many people out there that write better than I do. I’m awed and...

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