Tuesday, February 3, 2009
In the Carolinas
The lilacs wither in the Carolinas.
Already the butterflies flutter above the cabins.
Already the new-born children interpret love
In the voices of mothers.
How is it that your aspic nipples
For once vent honey?
The pine tree sweetens my body
The white iris beautifies me.
~ Wallace Stevens.
Bob Dylan: Froggie Went'a Courtin' ah ha
Bob Dylan: Just like a woman & Visions of Johanna
Kowabunga! (this means joy rises ... why? oh.. because its fun to say).
Tagged by Lynne H to show the 4th image in my 4th folder.
... to give photo some perspective, i added the photo beside it below. In return I would like to see the 4th photo in the 4th folder from these 4 photographers...
2. Andrea Tachezy
3. Jo (Spittler)
4. Lumetta (Ritva)
In addition, I have been tagged by Mary Laure with these two awards.
& ... Thank you again, so much.
I add a little challenge to these stamps, if allowed.
First, it is impossible to really pass on awards, if i visit and comment i like what you're all about! I name ten wonderful people to these awards but in addition I ask for a phrase: a few lines from a poem, a song, or an overheard sentence that rings important inside you--
You can post it in my comments or if you choose to pass this award onward, post the phrase at "home" in your blog. If its naughty to change a tag, i am both naughty and nice. Nobody is required to do anything ... (not even dishes tonight). I wish everyone who visits (and the lots of you who never say a peep) will also share a tiny phrase.
2. Bibbi Forsman
1. The Floating bridge of Dreams
2. Radiacoes (i think he has already posted a phrase today)
3. Christine Clemmenson
4. Mystory (brush your hair before going here, she takes your picture)
5. River Garden Studios
and Mary Laure, yes, a phrase from you required too! (please) :)
I think a phrase is like a meditation tool, and it can slow us down, focus our perspective. It can clear a path or add soul to an hour. Here is what hit me today while reading...
Do you recognize me, Air, still full of places once mine?
~Rilke, Sonnets to Orpheus (versions).
I really love these images, ideas at Sculptress, too.
and as always, much Peace to all who enter here.