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Holding On
Holding On
Memoir, On Writing, TravelcynthiaApril 27, 2012southeastern U.S., Florida, family, family mythology, writing, Georgia Comments
Saturday's Poem: Present Light
Saturday's Poem: Present Light
PoetrycynthiaApril 14, 2012Charles Ghigna, poem, lightComment
Bicycle Spring: A Poem and A Memory
Bicycle Spring: A Poem and A Memory
Poetry, MemoircynthiaApril 7, 2012bicycles, childhood memoriesComment
Boys at the Edge
Boys at the Edge
Friends, Poetry, Small PleasurescynthiaApril 5, 2012phots, Steve, Monte, friends, quote, Leonard NathanComment
Eddie Again
Eddie Again
Family History, MemoircynthiaApril 5, 2012my brother, Eddie, Edward Carbone, poem, grief, regret, family historyComment
The Art of Being Ten Now and Then
The Art of Being Ten Now and Then
Friends, Memoir, Ranch LifecynthiaApril 3, 2012friends, Van Morrison, walks, Ranch life, Carey and Ryan Harrington, Margaret, Gaviota, nature, hikesComment
Saturday's Poem: Why Fool Around?
Saturday's Poem: Why Fool Around?
PoetrycynthiaMarch 31, 2012poetry, Stephen DobynsComment
Images of Spring
Images of Spring
Nature, Ranch LifecynthiaMarch 29, 2012photos, ranch life, friends, poems, Rilke, springtime, wonder, photo gallery, beauty, walks Comment
Recalibrating
Recalibrating
MemoircynthiaMarch 28, 2012family, perspective, my nephew, healing, hope, memoir, my mother, Ryan, courage Comments
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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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