Whistling for Moonbeams

are wondrous things. A beginning might purport a preceding end, which is a death of sorts. It could be a circling back to something old that...

Caught this on the Turner Classic Movies channel last night. My dad had taught me "Over the Rainbow" (yep, that Arlen/Harburg bal...

Read Chekhov's  "The Lady with the Dog" .

            She could not stand the anger in her mother’s body and so she made her way out much, much sooner than they had expected. She cou...

Thoughts can be such devils. When so much time is in one's hands that one runs out of things to do, the mind takes over and disaster oft...

by Louise Gluck Night covers the pond with its wing. Under the ringed moon I can make out your face swimming among minnows and the small ec...

And so would I. From Broadway.com : DESCRIPTION Come Fly Away  combines the seductive vocals of Frank Sinatra with the sizzling sound...

a tree . This time, the rain. This time, the night.

(Elizabeth Bishop) The art of losing isn't hard to master; so many things seem filled with the intent to be lost that their loss is...

To be still. To be still.

How is it possible  that a 30-year-old such as I could still find herself thinking "that's me, I'm Alice," while watchi...

I wanted to stay as I was still as the world is never still, -from "The Doorway" Louise Gluck, The Wild Iris -

The great thing is not having a mind. -from "The Red Poppy" Louise Gluck,  The Wild Iris -

A girl ought to have a sense of humor   That's one thing you really need for sure   - Fanny Brice, "Funny Girl"- Trip ...

about my childhood--about the quaint, old house I grew up in, about its resident turtle and trusty, ancient Queen, the dog, about the dear, ...

Hmm. I just realized... I haven't shopped in ages. photo via the sartorialist

I jumped on the "Glee" bandwagon a long time ago. A couple of things made me do it: First, the music. "Glee" mixes and...

That's how it is when it comes. First, a teardrop of a thought that falls into clean, clear space. Next, an encumbrance of pain struggli...

...because, in the delicate ecosystem of our body, too much of anything will disturb the balance. So, in this sense, pain really is a sign t...

In the meantime, I'm sick and hived all over. 

"Apollo and Daphne" oil on canvas, John William Waterhouse, 1908 Daphne and Apollo At the end of the pursuit is a reversal: ...

Chow King Halo-halo + Fruits in Ice Cream + Yellow Cab NY Classic + Icebergs Halo-halo + Starbucks Iced Grande Mocha + Tater's white che...

The mind and the heart hunger for flight but the feet remain on the ground. The soul dreams of its displaced darkness.

by Billy Collins Every day the body works in the fields of the world Mending a stone wall Or swinging a sickle through the tall grass— ...

The girl in the purple dress always feels a jolt when she walks into a club, no matter how hard she tries to prepare herself, and tonight is...

The tumult in the heart keeps asking questions.  -Elizabeth Bishop, "Conversation"- The mirror throws back a child's face...

Shut your eyes and think of somewhere Somewhere cold and caked in snow By the fire we break the quiet Learn to wear each other well And...

sprawled, limp, on the chair. My eyes trace its drowsy lines and I ask "why the weariness?" and you say, "I don't know....

this restlessness, this wandering into near nearness, this wondering if that scent is the scent of rain, of evening, or of something else. I...

-"The Wild Iris", Louise Gluck- Last night, just before I fell asleep, I remembered that May was my dark month. The thought fell...

"Today is the tomorrow we worried about yesterday." -author unknown-

Twilight is almost here. Someone just sighed. Repression is maddening. Last night's laughter and songs have been left on last night...

is wondering who the next president will be. Would be extremely sad if this country bursts into orange once the counting ends. Yellow is a m...

Ted Neeley, "Gethsemane" Slim, 40-something, Caucasian woman in a tie-dyed sleeveless top, sitting very straight and very tall. ...

“I had a teacher I liked who used to say good fiction’s job was to comfort the disturbed and disturb the comfortable. I guess a big part of ...

A: This is really cool! B: What is? A: Waffle. Sevendust. B: Whoa. You like that song? A: I already told you, I fell in love with it the...

If somebody asked me what the verbal equivalent of a rolling of the eyes is--- --I don't think I'd know what to answer.

the iPod we patiently save part of our paychecks for; the concert we brave the Friday rush hour to get to, on time; that painting in the caf...

This darned, friggin' heat is certainly pulling up the cranks. Blame it on the sun, sure.  And blame it on "Glee" for bringin...

But she knew what it was like to be still, that piece of a moment when the mind wakes up to the sound of something crashing... -from ...

Well, what do you know... It's raining tonight.

The days seem to have acquired an aimlessness to them. Perhaps, it's that standstill brought by the heat, that dry, dry mist in the air ...

Forsaking despair, we are keen on shoving this faith into ourselves... -J. Neil Garcia, "Smoked Salmon Surprise"- The two of...

A walk across the rooftops   by Luis Katigbak

the feet to arch, nonchalant, on heels. Each conversation is a potential fight to be won. Paint the eyebrows just so--even a frown should sp...

Simmering after that extended outburst did you think it'd be this soon the blue takes over In the middle of pretending to give options w...