Tumbleword

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Bound to ourselves for life
   we must learn how to
put up with each other.

        ~W.H. Auden

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Link to TUMBLEWORD site
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ice: linear breathings.
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Come visit me for ficiton podcasts
and a boneyard of neon signs from Las Vegas
and other things– we are all out of French Silk Ice cream, sorry.

To go to Tumbleword

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a socrates
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hanglide on over to the Tumbleword 2 site…
i want to see you.

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Post at Tumbleword’s site HERE

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its humid and i am lazy.
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june 21

this marks the half way point of a year–

it is thundering again, lightning flashing but dry so far.
One sister tells me a man was struck by lightning hiking with his wife near a small lake we used to jog and sled the hills of in winter … his wife was also struck but lived.
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Heard in the back of my head

Where you are going this summer
will it change your soul;
or just rest it?

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Life is a dance.
beautiful expression (sensual) (i think she is the air)

by Svetlana Zakharova here (Revelation) (parts more)

and here Zakharova and Tsiskaridze Midsummer Night’s Dream 1
(and another version)
interperetations (both a shame to watch on utube so if you can watch large).
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“Everyone can master a grief but he that has it”.
- Much Ado About Nothing
(Act III, Scene II).
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link to Tumbleword’s other site (for comments easier)
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Peace
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 Lots of company this time of year. My brother-in-law had a cancer removed and needs no further chemo or anything–we are grateful for that.  Hot hot hot hot humid humid too; too hot for even pool parties i refused.  We were singing (ahh) Baby its Cold outside to say cool and watching this.  Try it.

Last night got great storms (i love a storm) with high winds, hail and down-pours. The temp dropped some 30 degrees.  Thank you Thank you.  About 700 people lost their electricity.  The trees, ohhh the trees.  Large branches put downward, bowing, twisting dancing shaking it out, then thrown back upward in multi-layered winds.  Its sounds were furious beautiful, friction in the leaves. A bit like looking at giant masts on a huge multi-mast ship from inside the Captain-ess’s glass enclosed quarters. Everything in front of me, a storm tossed sea in the sky. The sails of clustered leaves were bending at their masts in all compass directions.  It got a bit sea sick to watch it : ) but it was exhilerating too! 
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A small display of QUIET now –

A small series of Silences

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I just subscribed to this new Photo site, Women in Photography
it looks like some good dialogue might emerge. Hope so!
Alec Soth Photos 
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if your in Boston this month, some good readings here ; Enjoy the summer.
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link to tumbleword’s sister site
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Green!
 
We’re all watching the Boston Celtics –wishing them great luck tonight.  After the amazing, amazing 24 point come back last game, am excited for this team’s future.  Love what I;m hearing about their coach, too.

Back when the Celtics were cool gas prices were this  and Larry Bird wore short shorts. :) 

Today. A beautiful day. Full of happy people–thanks Mom. 

Am loving this literary blog and always love to know what Jane Hirshfield’s reading, too.  
Jane Hirshfield is a poet, if you get the chance, to go see. Love her.

To tumbleword’s other site. 
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quiet
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I hope you are all well.

Late the other night working on some writing,
I came to the end of my thoughts, the end
of saying what I had wanted to say. My fingers
were still typing and my next intention was
to suddenly type one of those big blog smiles
to end what I had written.
   (To soften it?)

It really made me pause. On the blog it is fine
but elsewhere?
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notes to myself : video Anne Carson (poet) 92nd Y
deconstructing thought, language, poetry, arts, cultural “talk”~
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We just tried this; messing with it (the seasoning and whole grain/nuts). It went around a long time ago. The birds are pleased with our experiments. Sullivan Street Bakery Hell’s Kitchen
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Peace and health to everyone. Really, enjoy your health.
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Link to tumbleword’s other site (faster for comments_)