Monday’s (new) 24th poet laureate Muse

Late Summer after a Panic Attack ~ Ada Limón I can’t undress from the pressure of leaves,the lobed edges leaning toward the windowlike an unwanted male gaze on the backside,(they wish to bless and bless and hush).What if I want to go devil instead? Bowdown to the madness that makes me. Droneof the neighbor’s mowing,Continue reading “Monday’s (new) 24th poet laureate Muse”

A Muse for this Monday

Independence ~ Henry David Thoreau My life more civil is and free       ⁠ Than any civil polity. Ye princes, keep your realms⁠  And circumscribèd power,Not wide as are my dreams,⁠ ⁠  Nor rich as is this hour. What can ye give which I have not?
What can ye take which I have got?
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⁠Can ye defendContinue reading “A Muse for this Monday”

Monday’s Muse

Who Said It Was Simple ~ Audre Lorde There are so many roots to the tree of anger   that sometimes the branches shatter   before they bear. Sitting in Nedicksthe women rally before they march   discussing the problematic girls   they hire to make them free.An almost white counterman passes   a waiting brother to serve them first   and the ladies neither notice norContinue reading “Monday’s Muse”

Musings for a Monday

StrawberriesThere were never strawberrieslike the ones we hadthat sultry afternoonsitting on the stepof the open french windowfacing each otheryour knees held in minethe blue plates in our lapsthe strawberries glisteningin the hot sunlightwe dipped them in sugarlooking at each othernot hurrying the feastfor one to comethe empty plateslaid on the stone togetherwith the two forksContinue reading “Musings for a Monday”

A Muse for Monday

Then, too I had trouble with the cookbooks. As I studied the recipes, I discovered the fateful word MEANWHILE. I was supposed to separate eggs, then beat them, MEANWHILE stirring something constantly. I was to melt butter, blend in flour and gradually add milk. MEANWHILE dicing or peeling something, and not forgetting to test theContinue reading “A Muse for Monday”

Muse for a Spring Monday

Chansons Innocentes: I in Just- spring when the world is mud- luscious the little lame balloonman whistles far and wee and eddieandbill come running from marbles and piracies and it’s spring when the world is puddle-wonderful the queer old balloonman whistles far and wee and bettyandisbel come dancing from hop-scotch and jump-rope and it’s springContinue reading “Muse for a Spring Monday”

Monday’s Equinox Musings

Since our little imp was a wee one, we love to read these picture books for Spring. What favorites do you have? A Bell for Ursli – Alois Carigiet/Selina Chonz Rechenka’s Eggs – Patricia Polacco (all of her family stories are favorites) Miss Rumphius – Barbara Cooney (also good for Summer Solstice) Miss Maple’s SeedsContinue reading “Monday’s Equinox Musings”