Monday, July 20, 2009
Friday, July 17, 2009
ancient roles

"Moon, you are getting worse and worse.
Lying around in pretty satin,
your hair fixed all careful like a widow.
I capture this lizard and house it
in my hands. Feel the scratching.
We look at each other between my fingers,
he as Dante and I as the ghost,
the Lost-in-the-Night, the daughter
of faith built on common ground. While you,
old moon, play safe, safe, beautiful and safe."
~Safe and Beautiful by Linda Gregg
Wednesday, July 15, 2009
the sun, passing winds, and flying clouds
Tuesday, July 14, 2009
my old home in northern California
A field of clover ~ The endless sky of summer ~ Marks of my old home.
"Please stop, Ratty!" pleaded the poor Mole, in anguish of heart. "You don't understand! It's my home, my old home! I've just come across the smell of it, and it's close by here, really quite close. And I must go to it, I must, I must! O, come back, Ratty! Please, please come back!"
~from The Wind in the Willows by Kenneth Grahame

"Please stop, Ratty!" pleaded the poor Mole, in anguish of heart. "You don't understand! It's my home, my old home! I've just come across the smell of it, and it's close by here, really quite close. And I must go to it, I must, I must! O, come back, Ratty! Please, please come back!"
~from The Wind in the Willows by Kenneth Grahame

Monday, July 13, 2009
July skies in the Southern Hemisphere
The constellation Sagittarius is best seen from the Southern Hemisphere in July.
Happy star gazing to Delwyn at a hazy moon in Australia, Joe Brazuca at joebrazuca in Brazil, the Sagittarian at More Canterbury Tales in New Zealand (are you in the Southern Hemisphere; some parts of NZ are in the Northern Hemisphere?), and Alessandro Soler at alessandrosoler in Brazil!

Happy star gazing to Delwyn at a hazy moon in Australia, Joe Brazuca at joebrazuca in Brazil, the Sagittarian at More Canterbury Tales in New Zealand (are you in the Southern Hemisphere; some parts of NZ are in the Northern Hemisphere?), and Alessandro Soler at alessandrosoler in Brazil!

Sagittarius the centaur lashes out.
We call him harsh, a brute, destroyer,
His arrow perpetually poised to shoot.
Yet something human lies in his breast, and thus
He reigns forever in the pantheon of stars.
Saturday, July 11, 2009
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