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posted by MB at 9:33 AM
Monday, October 23, 2006
About Me
About Me
- Name: MB
A poetry writing practice, near-daily. Write and don't look back. Break open the shell. It's harder than it looks. And it's not as hard as it seems.
The Last 10 Feathers
- Sepia sky
- One
- Thirst
- Bliss - Updated
- Rain
- River writing III
- River writing II
- River writing I
- The wind's singing
- Autumn
| CURRENT MOON moon phase info |
20 Comments:
Oh, I love this! How well you put to words the ephemeral.
A fresh way to praise a newborn moment.
I am falling in love again.
Such beauty in the photo, and grace in the lines.
Ditto, on a wonderful way to describe a moment!! The last 4 lines are beautiful!! Pretty good for one that "fell" out.
Simple brilliant
oh, mb! what beautiful words, delightful anticipation of all that awaits our notice!
word of unfathomable beauty
fly from your fingertips
and i disovle into them
thank you, thank you
a million times
thank you
I love
"spread your hands
open yourself to a calling,
a catch, a cry…"
And it's the best possible advice.
a wonderful way to describe the creative process... and much more...
love the photo, too!
I don't know how you do it ....
;-) Oh! This is good! Yes, very,.very, good. I am inspred not to look for other words to respond. ;-)
The new perspectives you bring me are always a highlight in my life...thank you!
alan
OMG what beautiful imagery! You are a wonder, dear!
Nice,very nice!!
Awesome photograph! I can't stop looking at it--I'm crazy about that backlit sunlight! The grasses appear to be flying like a cloud of insects...and the colors--gorgeous...
DOUBLE WOW!!! YOU ARE SOMETHING ELSE.
Marja-Leena, just my attempt to pin it all down a bit. Thanks.
Michelle, that's the way the process makes me feel, too!
Mermaid, thanks for your insight.
Pauline, thank you!
Pat, thanks so much, as ever.
Cathy, the light shines of its own accord. Thanks for your kind words.
Sky, anticipation, yes. And hope, a whole lotta hope!
Snowsparkle, you honor me, thank you.
Charlie, but I think one has to empty oneself to make a place for what comes in! Not to mention getting the self bit out of the way, yes?
Richard, that's the turning point, isn't it, when things become possibility. An exciting moment! Thanks so much.
Polona, thank you very much!
Mary, that's the question I was trying to answer for myself! How I do and do not do it...
Dan, oh, I should have known you of all people would understand this! ;-) Thank you very much.
Alan, your responsiveness is greatly appreciated!
Anne, thank you, my friend.
rdl, thank you so much!
Firebird, they're actually leaves, thin leaves, which is why they appear to be flying... on an almost bare bush growing in the draw between two hills. I'm glad you enjoyed it. It was fun to shoot.
Ruth, double thanks! I'm pleased you enjoyed this poem!
Tabula Rasa
this poem is airy, free, light, breathing possibility
Garnet David, thanks!
oh yes, i know this moment, too
thanks for your comment on "empty"
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