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Saturday’s Poem: The Layers
Saturday’s Poem: The Layers
PoetrycynthiaMay 15, 2010Stanley Kunitz, The Layers, transformation, changes, poem, poetryComment
The Sun Rose
The Sun Rose
Nature, Small PleasurescynthiaMay 14, 2010roses, mmorning, moments, memoir Comment
Trigger Finger
Trigger Finger
Nature, MemoircynthiaMay 13, 2010health, hiking, Santa Ynez Valley, trigger finger, santa ynez valley womens hiking, Knapps' Castle, Snyder TrailComment
Wonders Abound & Leaps of Faith
Wonders Abound & Leaps of Faith
Memoir, NaturecynthiaMay 9, 2010beauty, DSL, leaps of faith, lilacs, make-up, Ted Kooser, video chat, virtual tea, windy nights, anecdotes, wonders, Miranda, Bowers Museum, humor, Ranch life, computer visits Comment
Saturday’s Poem: In Paris With You
Saturday’s Poem: In Paris With You
PoetrycynthiaMay 8, 2010Paris, poem, poetry, James Fenton, In Paris With You Comments
Saturday’s Poem: Thanks to Flowers
Saturday’s Poem: Thanks to Flowers
PoetrycynthiaMay 1, 2010flowers, May Day, poemsComment
St. George’s Day
St. George’s Day
TravelcynthiaApril 24, 2010England, good-byes, Madgalen Arms, Miranda, Oxford, St- George's Day Comment
Laundry Poem(s)
Laundry Poem(s)
PoetrycynthiaApril 24, 2010poetry, laundry, Richard Wilbur Comment
Arbor Low
Arbor Low
Travel, MemoircynthiaApril 21, 2010Arbor Low, England, sacred placesComment
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Lines and reflections Fog at play. A hike with friends...foolproof remedy for the blues. We’re fortified now. A storied old house: “Outdoors the wind./Indoors the locked heart and the lost key.” (Louis Macniece) We ran into a skeleton, a miniature mule, and Milly today. I’m obsessed. Can you blame me?! Looking out towards Gaviota Peak the fog considers a comeback Ranch roads on this late summer morning... red vein veterinary lesson best kind of welcome Well, THIS was unexpected. And this is how we are getting to know the infinitely fascinating and oh-so-faraway Felix...sigh. When a friend calls to me from the road And slows his horse to a meaning walk, I don't stand still and look around On all the hills I haven't hoed, And shout from where I am, What is it? No, not as there is a time to talk. I thrust my hoe in th In a dark time the eye begins to see (Roethke) a walk adorned by swirls of fog The shy return of clouds.
“Instructions for living a life. Pay attention. Be astonished. Tell about it.”
— Mary Oliver
 

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