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28 Jan 2020 Leave a comment
in Geneen Roth's Memes, Poetry Tags: being with feelings, evoke divinity itself, Geneen Roth's Memes, get to know who you are, transformation is involved in what we eat, wake up to the riot of life, you are vaster than any state






27 Jan 2020 Leave a comment
in hope, Poetry Tags: blow the seeds about you, Carolyn Myss, hope, pay hope back

blow the seeds about you- pay hope back
25 Jan 2020 Leave a comment
in green and red, Poetry Tags: a royal complement, bites the pallette, clings to flesh, Debrah, enhances red, green and red, painting greens, reflects in water, rustles leaves

from QIZDebrah
painting greens
bites the palette;
rustles leaves
reflects in water;
clings to flesh
enhances red;
a royal complement!
23 Jan 2020 Leave a comment
in Botticelli's Venus, Poetry Tags: a thousand years, alight, Botticelli's Venus, gleam of the river, little touches, near nightfall, out of a dark grave, out of the waves, shaken, the vision, Wendell Berry, willows touching her

The Venus of Botticelli
by Wendell Berry
I knew her when I saw her
in the vision of Botticelli, riding
shoreward out of the waves,
and afterward she was in my mind
as she had been before, but changed,
so that if I saw her here, near
nightfall, striding off the gleam
of the Kentucky River as it darkened
behind her, the willows touching
her with little touches laid
on breast and arm and thigh, I
would rise as after a thousand
years, as out of the dark grave,
alight, shaken, to remember her.
“The Venus of Botticelli” by Wendell Berry
from New Collected Poems. Counterpoint © 2012.
Reprinted with permission.
22 Jan 2020 Leave a comment
in Poetry, Red vibrates Tags: high spirits, lips pursed, red cardinal, red knees, Red vibrates, red wet hair, toenails



red vibrates
red knees
red cardinal
red wet hair
lips pursed
toenails
high spirits
21 Jan 2020 Leave a comment
in Poetry
21 Jan 2020 Leave a comment
in Poetry Tags: Hilda, red, red cheeks, Red Hair, red headed Hilda, red lips, red nails, red promises, red shadows, red smiles, red toes



red headed Hilda
red hair
red lips
red nails
red cheeks
red shadows
red toes
red smiles
red promises
19 Jan 2020 Leave a comment
in black & white, Poetry Tags: beard and buzz cut, black & white, bow tie, DaveGerdes, formal, horn-rims dancing, knee socks, leather, pleats, skipping lightly, Utilililts, zippers

Dave Gerdes from Utilikilts
formal black and white
in leather
zippers
pleats
bow tie
knee socks
beard and buzz cut
skipping lightly
horn-rims dancing!
17 Jan 2020 Leave a comment
in 3 foxes, Poetry Tags: 3 foxes, color matters, fur color, gown color, hair color, lip color, meadow color, sleeve length, vixens

color matters
fur color
hair color
gown color
lip color
sleeve length
meadow color
vixens
16 Jan 2020 Leave a comment
in Poetry Tags: 1431, earnest Mark Twain, Feb 5th, February warrior, heresy, Jeanne d'Arc, Joan made France love itself, moves mountains, namesake, the captured Orleans

t-shirt bought for my Feb 5th Birthday
My Namesake:
It was on this day in 1431 that Joan of Arc was burned at the stake in Rouen, France. In the centuries that have passed, she’s become a national icon in France. She is to the national identity of France, novelist Julian Barnes notes, what Robin Hood is to England.
Statues of Joan of Arc stand all over parks and churches in France, and nearly every French town has a street named for her, called “Jeanne d’Arc.” One 19th-century historian wrote that Joan of Arc “loved France so much that France began to love itself.”
Joan of Arc was a 13-year-old peasant girl when she began to hear voices in her garden. The voices, she recounted, were those of saints Michael, Margaret, and Catherine, and they eventually told her that she needed to save France. At the time, France was engaged in the Hundred Years War, and the English had the French town of Orleans under siege. In April of 1429, Joan of Arc asked the French government for troops that she could lead to liberate the captured Orleans. She’d met with the crown prince and theologians, and they thought she could be of use in the fight against the English, and so Joan of Arc was given an army to command.
She went into battle wearing a white suit of armor and carrying up high a banner depicting an image of the Trinity. An English arrow hit her in the shoulder, but she was OK. Her army succeeded in liberating Orleans: English troops fled, and Joan’s army took over their surrounding forts.
In another battle, Joan of Arc — now known as “the maid of Orleans” — was taken hostage by Burgundian troops and sold to the English. She was imprisoned for over a year, often chained to a wooden block, while interrogators attempted to extract confessions out of her. Then, on February 21, 1431, she was brought to trial under an ecclesiastical court. She stuck to her story that she had heard the voices of saints and it was they who commanded her to serve France. Interrogators demanded that she retract her statements. She was convicted of heresy and brought before a large crowd to be sentenced, condemned, and handed over to secular officials. Then, on this day, when she was 19 years old, she was burned at the stake.
In 1456 (25 years after she died), a posthumous retrial was held at which she was exonerated. In 1920, she was canonized a Catholic saint. Joan of Arc has been portrayed in more than 20 films; the first was made by director Georges Melies in 1899. And she’s the subject of more than 20,000 books.
One of these is by Mark Twain (books by this author), who spent 12 years researching her life and wrote a book called Personal Recollections of Joan of Arc, first serialized in Harper’s Magazine and then published as a book in 1896. It’s a fictional account and purports to be written by Joan of Arc’s page and personal secretary. But the book is mostly devoid of the humor that Mark Twain is famous for. He genuinely admired Joan of Arc, and wrote an earnest book about her.
Mark Twain later said, “I like Joan of Arc best of all my books; and it is the best; I know it perfectly well.”