L'aura del Campo

A palette of pastels

A palette of pastels

         for Gary

Each season your sunshine dawns
and the cityscape becomes doe-like, fawn,
softening to your calming touch
as grey becomes a pussywillow fog,
white, the ancient wisdom of some ivory tusk,
black, your young son's charcoal drawing of a frog.
These days your wintry smile reflects off snirt
that glistens with fresh toppings
of vanilla snow and come the summer shakes off dirt
from listening leaves with each guffaw. I call
to banish colors that you won't allow,
vanished from your sunny palette of pastels:
flesh-bruised purple and guilt-stained black,
the midnight blues of Hell.

[164.36] 14 April 2007 (Edited 4/16 and made a separate item: "Palette of Pastels" )

Inspired by susanL

the secrets I keep–
Deep purple, dark blue, midnight black...
Swirling, intense colors underneath such pretty
Pastels-

and thinking of that Crayola crayon website! What new colors would you propose?

I want to share the prompts I use to write. Feel free to peruse them and use them and post the poems they inspire we all can learn and be inspired in return. **smiling-at-ya** Come to my forum: "Plum petals, Roseberry thorns" .

         
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L'aura del campo

Spring: 6 Jalal 164 (14 April) 39 degrees and a cold clear night.

'é a lua, é a lua, na quintana dos mortos'
♣ Federico García Lorca ♣

The lessons of Susan Wittig Albert

The Lawrence library is sponsoring a month of women writers and moviemakers, so it seemed apt that Susan Albert spoke about the evolution of women in the mystery genre, but I'm going to write up my notes and post Tuesday. Too tired tonight. I am enjoying her book Love Lies Bleeding.

WRITING AND REVIEWING

Wrote to a prompt as above [36] and "O Robin on your nest" [37] to the 'hymn' prompt, this one to the poetics found in "Es ist ein Ros entsprungen". More prompts in my forum: "Plum petals, Roseberry thorns" .

My plugging is working! Still needing reviews: "Alps" , "Crow feathers" , "Spear"  and "Flight of the unwanted son" .

These are in the folder "Room 222 - New Poems" ; they pay 222 gps per review.

Me, my friends and my family

Cold biting chill. I went to Indy Inc. and met with Susan. She really likes her poem "Susan-of-the-waves". I know it needs some work, but that's okay. She liked the 'picking up of healing wounds' line.

Not good news at SRS ... posted elsewhere.

Came home and rested. Got up and read. I missed an event yesterday and I'm probably missing one now as no one has told me time and place. There's a poetry reading tomorrow though.

Spent the evening at Aimee's reading; got a free hazelnut latte. Called my mom and aunt.

Was offered a PBJ sandwich for lunch; ate quiche instead.

Daily Scripture

Regarding the Valley of Love:

The steed of this Valley is pain; and if there be no pain this journey will never end. In this station the lover hath no thought save the Beloved, and seeketh no refuge save the Friend.

— Bahá’u’lláh

Excerpt from The Seven Valleys. link: http://reference.bahai.org/en/t/b/SVFV/svfv-1.html

WATT'S GNU!

A book about identifying stray grocery carts won an award!

http://news.yahoo.com/s/ap/20070413/ap_en_ot/books_odd_titles

Actually, it is quite a sight to see carts revealing themselves after a thaw. Poor people use them for everything ... and for good reason. The author comes from Buffalo where my family lives.

And if you STILL haven't played with this yet it is worth bookmarking: http://www.crayola.com/coloring_application/index.cfm?referrer=/index.cfm&mt=dig...

IMAGES and RAMBLINGS

Rue growing in a crack; the crush of rue between the fingers, the fragrance of chocolate mint; miniature blue iris; blue ajuga; white anemone; tiny tulip tree leaves and flower buds; dead foliage everywhere I looked.

The weather had been wet and grey, but today we had some sunshine and it warmed up. We didn't get the predicted snow, but other parts of Kansas did. My mother said there were predictions of up to 2 feet in parts of New York. .

A good weather link: http://www.wunderground.com

READING

The complete poems of Elizabeth Bishop and "Loves Lies Bleeding" by Susan Wittig Albert.

BLOGVILLE AND THE WDC COMMUNITY

Mavis Moog 's blog entry "Invalid Entry"  made me wax ever so glabrous:

You could write travels logs, but then this is a travel log: April's Path to the Farlands ... or something.

This piece is exquisite because you have taken us on a gentle stroll (important for us grey-haired folks) and made us stop and become AWARE. A rare gift you have here.

It would make a wonderful separate item. A few pictures: heron, a huddle of hill houses, nuthatch, Farlands, quarry, the entryway, wagtails, Kinder Trespass, the Sett.

You could even keep dear Roger in the narrative (without pictures of the pooh).

Have you thought about a book of these? Seriously, this is the England I'd want to visit. The everyday out-of-the-way unglamorous places. In the city it would be peppered with common folks and alleyways. Where Scarlett lives would be more interesting than Buckingham, for instance. Unless it was for comparison and contrast: The Tale of Two Queens by "Emily Dickensdotter".

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 Kåre Enga
~ until everything was rainbow, rainbow, rainbow! And I let the fish go.
~ Elizabeth Bishop,
The Fish