ceci n'est pas une cuisine

And indeed there will be time
... for all the works and days of hands
That lift and drop a question on your plate;
Time for you and time for me,
And time yet for a hundred indecisions,
And for a hundred visions and revisions,
Before the taking of a toast and tea.
~ Tuesday, May 8 ~
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Then from far away across the world he smelled good things to eat, so he gave up being king of where the wild things are…
RIP Maurice Sendak

Then from far away across the world he smelled good things to eat, so he gave up being king of where the wild things are…

RIP Maurice Sendak


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Egg cup love - discovered via Fiona at Writing Our Way Home. Thank you, Fiona!

Egg cup love - discovered via Fiona at Writing Our Way Home. Thank you, Fiona!


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~ Monday, April 2 ~
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celebratepoetry:

Celebrate poetry with us during the month of April by submitting your poems.

celebratepoetry:

Celebrate poetry with us during the month of April by submitting your poems.


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~ Saturday, March 31 ~
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Highly enjoyable, often pithy in tone. I can’t explain why but, not knowing anything about the author, something about the way he wrote made me think he was British writing about Americans. Turns out he was born in Pennsylvania and is a professor at the University of Florida…. Go figure. Recommended.

Highly enjoyable, often pithy in tone. I can’t explain why but, not knowing anything about the author, something about the way he wrote made me think he was British writing about Americans. Turns out he was born in Pennsylvania and is a professor at the University of Florida…. Go figure. Recommended.


~ Thursday, March 29 ~
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Smile, breathe and go slowly.
— Thich Nhat Hanh

~ Tuesday, March 27 ~
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My shadow.. in the shortcut through the woods near Avenue Louise.

My shadow.. in the shortcut through the woods near Avenue Louise.


~ Monday, March 26 ~
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Found this in the 2d hand shop. Never heard of Mary Wesley before. Loved it.
Primarily about relationships, healthily sexy. Reminiscent of Elizabeth Taylor — both have that great clipped tone, narration in the 3d person, but Wesley is looser, more open.
Love even more that Wesley didn’t publish a thing until she was 70, then rocketed through her next decade publishing about a dozen successful novels, a couple of which were adapted for the BBC. Hooray — hope for us late bloomers!

Found this in the 2d hand shop. Never heard of Mary Wesley before. Loved it.

Primarily about relationships, healthily sexy. Reminiscent of Elizabeth Taylor — both have that great clipped tone, narration in the 3d person, but Wesley is looser, more open.

Love even more that Wesley didn’t publish a thing until she was 70, then rocketed through her next decade publishing about a dozen successful novels, a couple of which were adapted for the BBC. Hooray — hope for us late bloomers!


~ Monday, March 19 ~
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It’s really going to be spring. The clocks go back next week. When my BF mentioned this yesterday, I expressed my annual relief of making it through. “Making it through what?” “Winter.” “Oh.” “Don’t you ever wonder, sometimes, if you’re going to make it?” “No.” 

It’s really going to be spring. The clocks go back next week. When my BF mentioned this yesterday, I expressed my annual relief of making it through. “Making it through what?” “Winter.” “Oh.” “Don’t you ever wonder, sometimes, if you’re going to make it?” “No.” 


~ Friday, March 16 ~
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#swimmingpoem

a man with his eyes shut swam upwardthrough dark water and came to airit was the horizonhe felt his way along it and it openedand let the sun out 

from The Dreamers by W.S. Merwin 

#swimmingpoem

a man with his eyes shut swam upward
through dark water and came to air
it was the horizon
he felt his way along it and it opened
and let the sun out 

from The Dreamers by W.S. Merwin