From a Childhood

piano keysThe darkening was like riches in the room
in which the boy sat, almost hidden from sight.
And when his mother entered, as in a dream,
a glass trembled in the quiet cupboard.
She felt how the room  betrayed her,
and she kissed the boy: “Oh, you’re here?…”
Then both looked fearfully at the piano,
because some evenings she’d play the child a song
in which he found himself strangely deeply caught.

He sat very still. His great gaze hung
on her hand, weighed down by its ring,
as if struggling through drifted snow
it went over the white keys.

~Rainer Maria Rilke

From The Essential Rilke

That’s what I do…


That’s what I do:

I make coffee and occasionally succumb to suicidal nihilism. But you shouldn’t worry – poetry is still first.    Cigarettes and alcohol follow.

~ Anne Sexton

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Hair heaven…

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It’s time to contemplate the hair again…

Which do you like best?

 

Game of Thrones…best episode…

game ot jon and sansaSeason Six of Game of Thrones is giving us fans some love after the season five heartbreaks and all and all just everything bad happening that could possibly happen…I’ve added Season 6 Episode 4 to my list of great episodes. Besides Daenerys in this ep reminding us once again that she’s a real dragon, and queen of fire, our longing for Jon Snow for five long years looks like it’s finally coming to fruition. Starting here, when he finally sees one of his sisters after all the shit he’s been through (including dying, geez!)

game of thrones jon2And the guy can certainly rock the man bun, man!!

daenerys targaryen fire game of thronesDany full of her fire once again. Maybe she and Jon Snow will meet…next season??

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Vrksasana…Tree…

tree pose 2Vrksasana…tree pose…my new favorite yoga pose…

Here’s why…

the spirit of yogaAbove all things, a tree is rooted to the ground; its  trunk, however tall or thin, short or broad, is utterly stable and secure. So it is with Tree pose.  It is the roots, the standing foot, that allow the trunk to stay stable and the branches to grow upward toward the sky.


Without roots, a tree would be carried off by the wind in its branches. And these solid foundations give trees longevity:  The oak and chestnut are capable of living for hundreds of years. A mature oak tree can weigh thirty tons, cover two-thousand square yards, and comprise twenty-miles’ worth of roots and branches.”

~~From The Spirit of Yoga by Kathy Phillips

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tree poseVrksasana, as its name implies, teaches you how to ground yourself.  Try to visualize your feet and toes lengthening along the ground like the roots of a tree…

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trees aboveTrees receive their nourishment
from both above and below,
from sunlight and from the water
in the earth.
~Judith Harris~

And so should we…

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Advice from a Tree:

Stand tall and proud
Sink your roots into the earth
Be content with your natural beauty
Go out on a limb
Drink plenty of water
Remember your roots
Enjoy the view!

~Ilan Shamir

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tree mythologyInspiring Celtic Mythology Link for trees

As all the light vanished…

ashley bellTaking on a new read this month…Ashley Bell by Dean Koontz. I haven’t read all his works, just can’t do it, but have been staggered by a few stories, like the Odd Thomas books, of which the first two are the best by far for a good chill.

As for his latest work, it has me thinking of the strangest things as I read…about life, the possibility of death, about being positive no matter what happens, about parenting, about divination in its weirdest of forms and if we are designed to listen when we are given those subtle universal cues…

The main character, Bibi, is a sweet young woman, with such an inspiring attitude on life she almost shames me into thinking, What the fuck’s wrong with me? but, then she is fictional, so…
Not sure if this story will be as scary as Koontz’s others, but expect a haunting adventure just the same.

In the first 100 pages or so I jotted down a few deep and creepy lines that I liked:

As all the light vanished and the glistening blackness flooded over her, she tried to cry out for help, but like all drowned girls before her, she had no voice.

The morning grew mild, but Bibi remained cold to her bones.

She realized then that madness and sanity were two worlds separated from each other by no more than a single step.

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Even the false spring…

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When spring came, even the false spring, there were no problems except where to be happiest.
The only thing that could spoil a day was people and if you could keep from making engagements, each day had no limits. People were always the limiters of happiness except for the very few that were as good as spring itself.

~Ernest Hemingway, A Moveable Feast

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a moveable feast

Black Dress #XXVI

black dressThinking spring with Black Dress no.26, vintage and chic…

Where there’s smoke…

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smoke…there’s fire…

Mood Board Smoke

Digging through the archives…

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Sparks that cause fire…


Up at 1:28 am this morning until whenever reading and jotting notes… Sleeplessness is not a gift, it’s a burden, unless you take the time and use it well…

Eight Essential tips on writing a short story…via Kurt Vonnegut…

vintage typewriterKurt Vonnegut was certainly never dull…especially when giving advice to other writers. Here are his eight essential tips for a short story that I keep in mind every time my fingers stroke the keys, or my pen hits the clean white page…

  1. Use the time of a total stranger in such a way that he or she will not feel the time was wasted.
  2. Give the reader at least one character he or she can root for.
  3. Every character should want something, even if it is only a glass of water.
  4. Every sentence must do one of two things – reveal character or advance the action.
  5. Start as close to the end as possible.
  6. Be a sadist. No matter who sweet and innocent your leading characters, make awful things happen to them – in order that the reader may see what they are made of.
  7. Write to please just one person. If you open a window and make love to the world, so to speak, your story will get pneumonia.
  8. Give your readers as much information as possible as soon as possible. To heck with suspense. Readers should have such complete understanding of what is going on, where and why, that they could finish the story themselves, should cockroaches eat the last few pages.

For more great articles by Kurt visit Open Culture page. I’m heading for “How to Write with Style” next!

A fresh start…

walking in snowy forestThe day is gray, but the sky is white… I sit and watch the silky wisps of snow fall this early Monday afternoon…I experience it as a blessing, the sense of renewal the white will bring as it caresses the earth, creating a sense of a new beginning.

It is silent, comfortable, for a this moment, for a welcome change, I need not go anywhere…I can watch, type, get my work done right here, in front of my window, and let the February snow fall…

“It is never too late for a fresh start.” I read this in a little book I picked up yesterday, a book that was meant to find my hand at that moment, a blessed synchronicity on my own writing and spiritual journey that I started this year on January first. It says to be thankful for New Years, Birthdays, and Mondays, for each is the start of something new, each is potential to experience a clean slate in your life, to start a new path and to give you opportunity to search…or to be found.

Pause…
stop everything…for just a moment…and consider the invitation.

Do you feel a need for a new beginning?
Know that in any small aspect of your life, a fresh, new beginning is always possible…

Peace…

The work of Sonia Szostak…

p7One of my favorite young photographers is Sonia Szostak. Found her ages ago on Deviant Art. Her works are provocative, at times unsettling, and fashionably brilliant. Click link for beautiful slide show on her website. Below are a few more images I love.

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Life with the lid on…

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Gemini novelist Elizabeth Bowen (1899-1973) was fascinated in “life with the lid on and what happens when the lid comes off.” She knew both states from her own experience. “When you love someone,” she mused about the times the lid had come off, “all your saved-up wishes start coming out.” In accordance with the astrological omens, I propose that you engage in the following three-part exercise. First, identify a part of your life that has the lid tightly clamped over it. Second, visualize the suppressed feelings and saved-up wishes that might pour forth if you took the lid off. Third, do what it takes to love someone so well that you’ll knock the lid off.

~Via Free Will Astrology

You are Love!!

Check out your inspiration for the upcoming week here...

Image: Francesca Woodman=Haunted Genius

The seeds of stories…


The seeds of our stories are planted within ourselves. We might jot down ideas in a journal or pour our hearts out on the page of a first draft in a highly personal and uncensored manner. We formulate our innermost thoughts and then record our experiences, or sketch fictional characters and plots. We reach down deep within ourselves and see what germinates. This is healing. – Tracy Strauss, Harnessing Creativity

Kissing the muse…

Image of Kit Harington and Emilia Clarke, Rolling Stone Mag 2012

Great spirits now on earth are sojourning…

Keats3An excerpt from AUTOBIOGRAPHY by Benjamin Robert Hayden

KEATS

About this time (October 1816) I met John Keats at Leigh Hunt’s, and was amazingly interested by him prematurity of intellectual and poetical power.

I read one or two of his sonnets and formed a very high idea of his genius. After a short time I liked him so much that a general invitation on my part followed, and we became extremely intimate. He visited my painting-room at all times, and at all times was welcome.

He was below the middle size, with a low forehead and an eye that had an inward look, perfectly divine, like a Delphian priestess who saw visions. The greatest calamity for Keats was his being brought before the world by a set who had so much the habit of puffing each other that every one connected with it suffered in public estimation. Hence every one was inclined to disbelieve his genius. …

One evening (November 19, 1816) after a most eager interchange of thoughts I received from Keats his sonnet, beginning “Great spirits now on earth are sojourning.” I thanked him, and he wrote, “Your letter has filled me with a proud pleasure, and shall be kept by me as a stimulus to exertion. I begin to fix my eye on one horizon. The idea of your sending it to Wordsworth puts me out of breath. You know with what reverence I would send my well wishes to him.”

As I was walking one day with him in the Kilburn meadows, he said: “Haydon, what a pity it is there is not a human dusthole.”

Bright-Star-movies-9133146-1600-1000KeatsTLS: When did Keats become a great writer? Ask Gigante

Hear sexy Tom Hiddleston read Bright Star here: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=6vlIXu9C3Hw

Walking outdoors while reading…

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What Do Jane Austen’s Novels tell us about love and life today?
NY Times bookends

elizabethWalking outdoors while reading…

(Keira Knightley in Pride and Prejudice)

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The Empty Wine Bottle…

empty_bottles_in_woods_lunar_xmas_1The Empty Wine Bottle and the Bourgeois Poet

Cool article on a writer’s life via The Wit of the Staircase, Theresa Duncan.

Blogging and Chris Cornell…

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=KhJ9IwYc5NU

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Chris Cornell

chris cornell 3New favorite song for the new year…nearly forgot my broken heart…

A few thoughts…

bookStill reading…still writing…actually re-writing a novel second time…

my styleWinter is here…almost…

tumblr_nzzwn2eUdA1uiaznio1_250Love Natalie…

black-white-apartment-ideas-wood-2A delightful space

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An Annual of the Dark Physics


The Baltic Sea froze in 1307. Birds flew north
From the Mediterranean in early January.
There were meteor storms throughout Europe.

On the first day of Lent
Two children took their own lives:
Their bodies
Were sewn into goats’ skins

And were dragged by the hangman’s horse
The three miles down to the sea.
They were given a simple grave in the sand.

The following Sunday, Meister Eckhart
Shouted that a secret word
Had been spoken to him. He preached

That Mary Magdalene
Sought a dead man in the tomb
But, in her confusion, found
Only two angels laughing…

This was a consequence of her purity

And her all to human grief.
The Baltic Sea
Also froze in 1303–

nothing happened that was worthy of poetry.

~Norman Dubie
 

A new year…

christmasEvery year around Christmas time I get this surge of inspiration with a new year coming… It is celestially late this time however and is falling completely on today, New Year’s Eve.

We don’t have big party plans (haven’t done that in ages) but we always do a movie (tonight it will be the new Star Wars flick, I may cry I’m such a nerd) and escape for a bit, eat something good, and drink of course! Tonight is no different. Felt my surge of inspiring thought during a tough, yet groovy yoga class this morning (fell apart emotionally during it, which I believe was a good thing) which enlightened my spirit and has left me…hopeful.

May the new year bring you more joy, creativity and inspiration than you thought possible.
My wish for all my dear Wit followers…

A few Wit-ful inspirations for today…

what im wearingWhat I’m wearing…wishes…

_quebec-city-quebec-cr-gettyIf there would be snow…I’d want it to look like this…

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paris Ice skating Le Grand-PalaisIce skating in Paris…

paris macronspretty things…

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mala…see the beauty in every crack in the veneer of happiness…love every imperfection in humanity…hold the world’s aching sadness in the center of yourself. ~ Kino MacGregor, The Power of Ashtanga Yoga

yoga works“Luminous beings we are, not this crude matter.” – Yoda

6 Reasons Why Yogis are Jedi Knights

Parisian-Apartment-soft-white-bedroom-with-black-accents-and-potted-tree2A place to love and dream…

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Happy New Year!

 

Wiederkehr

 

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Wiederkehr

He only wanted me for happiness,
to walk in air
and not think so much,
to watch the smile
begun in his eyes
end on the lips
his eyes caressed.

He merely hoped, in darkness, to smell
rain; and though he saw how still
I sat to hold the rain untouched
inside me, he never asked
if I would stay. Which is why,
when the choice appeared,
I reached for it.

~Rita Dove

Nothing so lovely as a tree…

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“…humans and woods are ancient partners of linked origins,

and could be so again…”

More here

via The Wit of the Staircase

Demeter, Waiting…

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No. Who can bear it. Only someone
who hates herself, who believes
to pull a hand back from a daughter’s cheek
is to put love into her pocket–like one of those ashen Christian
philosophers, or a war-bound soldier.

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She is gone again and I will not bear
it, I will drag my grief through a winter
of my own making, refuse
any meadow that recycles itself into
hope. Shit on the cicadas, dry meteor
flash, finicky butterflies. I will wail and thrash
until the whole goddamned golden panorama freezes
over. Then I will sit down and wait for her. Yes.

~ Rita Dove, Demeter, Waiting

Images: Emilia Clarke, my edits
and Winter image via Pinterest

Only A God or A Woman…

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“The Koh-i-Noor diamond was mined in India in around 1100 and probably originated from Golconda in the southern region of Andhra Pradesh. The shape and size of a small hen’s egg, the diamond attained a sinister mystique…

continued here

Random post from The Wit of the Staircase by Theresa Duncan

Happy Thanksgiving…

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Time to remember what we have been given, and what is to come…

and to be thankful for it all.

Peace…

Am writing…

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I still #am writing but alas
have lagged behind in NaNoWriMo word counts…

But my story still surges on, which is
ultimately, the most important thing to me.

I am thankful for taking on the challenge.
It has inspired me to write, write, and write more
instead of waiting for another day
(you know, the “tomorrow zone”)

Today = Writing

image: The Wit Continuum

 

Lispy bails out…

 

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Here in the open cockpit
faceful of breeze
I sniff the winds of change.

Wooden wing struts and guy wires
lend a tentative support. You
look so brave out there, wind
whipped white frock and Florence
Nightingale cape.

Below, the dizzy patchwork map. I
can still hear your courageous last words,
a soft mixture of lisp and postnasal drip

as you step into the nearest available space,
a cloudbank of high hopes
one hand clutching your little nursebag
and the other the ripcord.

~ David Barker

image: Brooke Shaden

Departure…


Through the tres outside small

pieces of darkness fall like grace-

notes…

~from Departure by George Hitchcock

A Symbol of Peace…

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“…when I put my brush on paper, this was the first thing that came.” ~ Jean Jullien

Meet the man behind the Eiffel Tower Peace Sign and how love, art and inspiration go hand in hand…

Peace…

Link: Slate Magazine

Chimney Sweeping…

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The symptoms of Bertha Pappenheim and the explication of memories or “the talking cure” in psychology…

via: The Wit of the Staircase

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Myomancy…

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Myomancy…divination by the movements of mice…

The Wit of the Staircase
(post December 28, 2006)

the old echoes again…

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Sad Walk

I’ve come to the old echoes again,
know it’s where I’ve been before,
see the same old sun.

But backwards, from all the yesterdays,
it’s still the same way,
who gets and who pays.

I was younger then,
walking along still open,
young and having fun.

But now it’s just a sad walk
to an empty park,
to sit down and wait, wait to get out.

~Robert Creeley~
from On Earth

image: gloomy day print by Kristie Bonnewell

Intoxicate my soul…


Devon Windsor by Dean Isidro for Vogue Mexico


Rachel Weisz by Tom Craig, Harper’s Bazaar



I once had a garden filled with flowers that grew only on dark thoughts but they need constant attention & one day I decided I had better things to do. ~ Brian Andreas  (Image by Ralph Mecke)



You intoxicate my soul with your eyes. ~ Billie Holiday



Images – Marion Cotillard by Ryan McGinley

+ the intoxicating Kit Harington and a perfect kitten…

Happy Halloween…

pumpkin house decorHappy Halloween everyone!

The Wit is away for the weekend, pumping up or NaNoWriMo, perusing the lines of esoteric pleasure and pain and beauty in words…and pumpkin patches…
See you all in November…

Are you prepared?…

the-zombie-survival-guideIn case the inevitable Zombie Apocalypse happens soon, it’s time to read up. Max Brooks has the perfect guide…

3_days_survival_kitPick up the survival kit and have it handy. It doesn’t include weapons, so visit Walmart asap…

walking deadBinge watch The Walking Dead episodes starting with episode one, season one, so that you’ll know what to do when zombie hell breaks loose. If possible, when it happens, find one of these guys and never leave him!

Also in preparation, you must have your Zombie Apocalypse theme song. To discover it, go to your mp3 player, ipod or whatever, and hit shuffle on your song files list. Scroll to the third song and hit play… This is mine…

 

Good luck…😉