Monday, July 4, 2011

You are tired, (I think) by e.e. cummings

I saw this link to another e.e. cummings poem---he has to be one of my favorites poets.

You are tired, (I think) by e.e. cummings
Miranda by John William Waterhouse

You are tired,
(I think)
Of the always puzzle of living and doing;
And so am I.
Come with me, then,
And we’ll leave it far and far away—
(Only you and I, understand!)
You have played,
(I think)
And broke the toys you were fondest of,
And are a little tired now;
Tired of things that break, and—
Just tired.
So am I.
But I come with a dream in my eyes tonight,
And I knock with a rose at the hopeless gate of your heart—
Open to me!
For I will show you places Nobody knows,
And, if you like,
The perfect places of Sleep.
Ah, come with me!
I’ll blow you that wonderful bubble, the moon,
That floats forever and a day;
I’ll sing you the jacinth song
Of the probable stars;
I will attempt the unstartled steppes of dream,
Until I find the Only Flower,
Which shall keep (I think) your little heart
While the moon comes out of the sea.
- e.e. cummings

yes--i am tired..."Of the always puzzle of living and doing"...

Friday, July 1, 2011

New books....Beach and birthday and laughter

Time to Party!

 Summer is the birthday season at my                      
house....I have 3 boys with birthdays all 
within a 2 week span--July 25, July 28 and 
August 8 plus their father's birthday on July 15
and I used to squeeze in my mother's birthday 
week later,July 22 with trip to Maine. 
Not mention the numerous extended family 
with July birthdays-my Aunt, nephew, 
neighbors, old friend and a nearly niece that fall 
before and among those.

I have often been heard to say it was easier to give birth 
than have all these birthdays....hmmm.
What makes you laugh? Make a list, squeeze in a story...
remember what makes you giggle...
For me---
summer or any possible moment brings thoughts of ocean, of picnics on a secluded spot in Spruce Head, walking the 
Breakwater in Rockland, searching for 
sand dollars in Owl's Head, watching painters 
on Isleboro, taking photos at Marshall Point, searching for sea glass, round rocks and pieces of myself that were lost along the way 
to here....

This is how the little book By The Shore and  The Ocean Soothes My Ragged Soul came to be.


We all need some direction-

 map to find your way,  or record your journey...


Something to "fix" us when we are broken....

Buy it, use it, break it, fix it,
Trash it, change it, mail - upgrade it,
Charge it, pawn it, zoom it, press it,
Snap it, work it, quick - erase it,
Write it, cut it, paste it, save it,
Load it, check it, quick - rewrite it,
Plug it, play it, burn it, rip it,
Drag and drop it, zip - unzip it,
Lock it, fill it, call it, find it,
View it, code it, jam - unlock it,
Surf it, scroll it, pause it, click it,
Cross it, crack it, switch - update it,
Name it, rate it, tune it, print it,
Scan it, send it, fax - rename it,
Touch it, bring it, Pay it, watch it,
Turn it, leave it, start - format it

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