“I always think that the best way to know God is to love many things.” ~ Vincent van Gogh
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Friday, July 31, 2020

old lady ...

1.

old lady —
instead of romance
chocolates


2.

old lady —
instead of lovers
hot novels


(I'm not being ageist. I'm the old lady concerned, and quite happy, albeit wryly amused, with my substitutions.)

Monday, July 27, 2020

Instead of the monumental ...

Instead of the monumental, she opts to make small, exquisite things.


I stay in bed all day ...

I stay in bed all day,
refusing the day —
this rainy day, when finally
I know my old friend
has said goodbye.

Wednesday, July 22, 2020

grey day outside ...

grey day outside —
here in my cave all day
I’m bingeing on blues  
instruments groan and wail
... and I’m in sheer delight

Sunday, July 19, 2020

Monday, July 13, 2020

Saturday, July 11, 2020

All night the rain ...

All night the rain 
mutters and grumbles
like an old quarrel, on and on 
without resolution, finally 
subsiding with a dribble.

those muffled sounds ...

those muffled sounds — 
a small black cat’s 
persistent ghost

Thursday, July 9, 2020

Tuesday, July 7, 2020

Monday, July 6, 2020

Sunday, July 5, 2020

Saturday, July 4, 2020

Dark times ...

Dark times. So hard
to find anything
that I can love.

First focus on the small:
leaves, flowers, young birds...

Friday, July 3, 2020

Jorell

this fairy
enchanted us —
inspiring
his only book
made in old age




















 






now his daughter
makes a facebook page 
about her dad
that sweet, gifted man —
missing him (me too)



Note: If anyone's wondering, this paperback edition is long out of print. but the ebook remains available from Smashwords.