What a delightfully poetic offering in so many forms -- the imperatives of Nature, the madness of mystics, the luminescence of la luna -- and more! So grateful for your wise and playful guidance within that which can only be perceived via heart and imagination. Thank you Carol!
I saw an Anne Lamott Good Friday post in which she asked a group of kids what they are hearing and one small boy said, “I hear the water at the edge of things.” He's one of your peeps, Carol.
Thanks for the tribute to Jim Van Wyck. I didn't know him well, but am now getting to know him better.
What a delightfully poetic offering in so many forms -- the imperatives of Nature, the madness of mystics, the luminescence of la luna -- and more! So grateful for your wise and playful guidance within that which can only be perceived via heart and imagination. Thank you Carol!
Oh thanks so much - writer to writer here! All perceptions gratefully received!
I saw an Anne Lamott Good Friday post in which she asked a group of kids what they are hearing and one small boy said, “I hear the water at the edge of things.” He's one of your peeps, Carol.
waters waters
waters
aren't the crystals water solidified?
Oh poetry. Oh moon
I love your interplay of philosophy, art, and childhood
We lose so much as we grow older, and you have retained that whimsy of childhood, dear Zar
or Zan, zaney in any event
Indeed! thanks for joining in the play! Yes just call me Zaney, but only if you too are zany. Two zen zans. Zar is another matter entirely