I'd be lion. . .

. . .if I didn't tell you I totally forgot to make a new post last night. Gak!

Tree by tree

This photo by Andif reminds me of that famous E. L. Doctorow quote that can never be repeated too often: Writing is like driving at night in the fog. You can only see as far as your headlights, but you can make the whole trip that way.

Tell me, Amadeus. . .

Remember that old dinner party game, where each person has to pick 10 dead people to bring back for a dinner party? I thought of a new version. Pick a few musicians to bring back for a concert. Or, maybe a series of concerts, since Wolfgang opening for Richie Valens might not be quite the thing. Actually, I haven't thought this through yet, so I don't even have my own list. We may have to drag this out all week, amending here and editing there. I do think I want to bring back some of them, not just for their music but also because I really want to ask them something.

For instance, I'd love to ask Mozart about musical precociousness and how it happens: "So, yo, Wolfgang, how did you DO that???"

I don't know that I'd have a specific question for John Lennon, except maybe, "Do you still think it was a good idea to marry her?" I'd just like to hear him talk about the Beatles, and watch him write a song, and listen to him say witty things.

Are there any musicians you'd like to bring back for dinner and a concert?

Take your time. They're in no hurry. :)

Coffee, or tea,
Far's homemade rolls,
Sunday at the blog.

Welcome!

Do not water

Remember Andif's amazing frost flowers?

Those of you who weren't here last winter, have you ever heard of these before?

Because I'd never heard of them until Andi brought them, I now wonder if poets or fiction writers have used them in images and I had no idea what was meant. Won't fool me next time, ha! Oh, wait a minute, yes they will, because I think I have already forgotten. They are formed when frost forms around leaves and then the leaves melt. . .

No, no, that can't be right.

Yelp: Help!

Afterglow

Thank you for participating in our poetry day yesterday. It was lovely, yes?

Here's one of the equally lovely photos that Andif was inspired to contribute.

Poetry Day!

From Emily Dickinson

Presentiment - is that long Shadow - on the Lawn -
Indicative that Suns go down -

The Notice to the startled Grass
That Darkness - is about to pass -