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Memories and Delusions
Memories and Delusions
MemoirCyn CarboneJuly 2, 20101950s, brooklyn, childhood memories, travel, Billy CollinsComment
Drifting Ashore Without Shelter of Sure
Drifting Ashore Without Shelter of Sure
Finding Hope, Memoir, Books and publicationscynthiaJune 28, 2010Tony Judt, Ill Fares the Land, books, commentary, travel, San Francisco, searching for meaningComment
Poetry on Demand, Red Typewriters, Better Yet…
Poetry on Demand, Red Typewriters, Better Yet…
On Writing, Poetry, MemoircynthiaJune 27, 2010San Francisco, typewriters, poems, Chicago, Naomi Shihab Nye, iPad, Ray Bradbury, Chris Culver Comments
Write or Wrong, Here I Am
Write or Wrong, Here I Am
On Writing, Memoir, FriendscynthiaJune 26, 2010blogging, William Stafford, Jacquie Phelan, Vickie Gill, South Coast Writing Project Comments
Saturday’s Poem: There is Time
Saturday’s Poem: There is Time
PoetrycynthiaJune 26, 2010poetry, Linda Pastan, poem, there is time, growing up, journeysComment
Blessing
Blessing
Ranch LifecynthiaJune 23, 2010blessings, grasshoppers, legend, ranch lifeComment
Solstice
Solstice
MemoircynthiaJune 22, 20101960s Long Island, fathers, Saverio William Carbone, solstice Comments
In San Francisco
In San Francisco
Memoir, Friends, TravelcynthiaJune 19, 2010bicycles, friends, San Francisco Comments
Saturday’s Poem: From Blossoms
Saturday’s Poem: From Blossoms
PoetrycynthiaJune 19, 2010poetry, peaches, blossoms, Li-Young LeeComment
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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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