Whistling for Moonbeams

The exhaustion brought about by roads and crossroads and detours and highways, the mind's fatigue of housing images of roads and crossro...

is mine, too.

So many days, oh so many days seeing you so tangible and so close, how do I pay, with what do I pay?  -Pablo Neruda How to assuage the...

"While I'm writing, I'm far away; and when I come back, I've gone."   —  Pablo Neruda

"I have three children, six grandchildren. They're busy. They're too busy to talk to me. I gotta make an appointment. They got ...

You should go on a vacation, book a flight to LA. I'll grind the coffee beans right before the plane lands and we can talk - about the d...

Movie seats. Chris Evans is gorgeousness.

" But whatever I do with this cage, I cannot get at you, and it is your soul that I want."

There is no cure for envy. Move on, lady. And look in the mirror before you do. Maybe you'll see something there that needs some fixi...

And your hunger is not for experience but for understanding, as though it could be had in the abstract. -Louise Gluck, "Moonbeam...

So, Mercury is retrograding today. Gives light (however twisted) to all this mess. Best to keep still. Resisting would be futile. Until ...

And now you're mine. Rest with your dream in my dream. Love and pain and work should all sleep, now. The night turns on its invisible ...

it holds on to what it shouldn't, pines after what is gone, long gone; from what is there, chooses what is no longer there and, therefor...

Four billion people on this earth, but my imagination is the way it's always been: bad with large numbers. It is still moved by particul...

The next day, though you're here with me, I can't help looking at the clock: -Wislawa Szymborska, "Nothing Twice" At ...

by Wislawa Szymborska There is much I owe to those I do not love. The relief in accepting they are closer to another. Joy that I ...

4 years. Hmm. It's been a while. Glad to still have you in my life. =) This greeting is 11 days late. Haha

"There are no choices without personal freedom, Buckeroo. It's not us who are dead inside. These things you find so weak and contem...

Last night the apple trees shook and gave each lettuce a heart - from "In Defense of Our Overgrown Garden" by Matthea Harvey

There can be method to the madness, but a choice has to be made. Neither mid-way nor half-way is a good place to be. Something either is, ...

Don't make me responsible/ for something that you can't find./ I don't mind us to build tension/ but we've got to move in...

BY   AMY LOWELL All day I have watched the purple vine leaves Fall into the water. And now in the moonlight they still fall, But each leaf ...

"To raise the veil.   To see what you're saying goodbye to."   —   Louise Glück

And how predictable was it that I should go to our Town Hall as Daphne? My purple sheath dress, wide, brown belt, nude Anthologys (good as...

‎ "At first I saw you everywhere.   Now only in certain things,   at longer intervals."   — Louise Glück For no matter how muc...

Now that I have your mind by heart, Silence becomes this space Between us, singular as breath. Now that you have my heart by mind, You ...

"Each moment is a place you've never been."  —  Mark Strand It's been a while. The days have gone by, one after the ...

by Mookie Katigbak-Lacuesta Speed of neither wind nor ripple, neither hawk nor dove; she darted quick across the woods through blister’s ...

There are people whose frames seem to droop, however which way they shift, and carry, their weight. It's as if the eyes are perennially ...

I miss home. Where the old woman comes to chase me away from the sea to tell me it's time for lunch. Where playing tag with monstrous wa...

"He knew her, he believed. He would teach her that she was not his possession, he would show her she was free, he would see her flash h...

To what distance and by what path -" Silence Wager Stories" Susan Howe These sudden, stalling, momentary standstills make me w...

and she pauses, five breaths long, but soon the clouds draw over the now vanishing glow, and she turns to resume her flight.

That dragonfly should've been a butterfly. LOL

"Back then, it was on you to tell the authorities what you looked like. How a person could self-diagnose “Forehead: medium” or “Face...

Weather forecast for tonight:  dark .    - George Carlin Losses, irreversible. Echoed by this wind, magnified by those clouds, brought to...

All this angry lashing by the rain, all this careless whipping by the wind -- I'm suddenly afflicted with the blues. =( How was your ...

A whiff of the air as I stepped outside told me I should look up, which I would have done even without the scent of grey clouds, anyway, bec...

"What you risk reveals what you value."   (Written on the Body) ‎"You never give away your heart; you lend it from time t...

My daughter's been complaining of "writer's block" for weeks now. I just realized: we are on the same page. Paging my m...

And where begins the night? -Rilke, "Girl in Love" the awakening of dormant stones, depths that would reveal you to yourself....