clean and neat,
no smelly feet,
hotter than heat,
the brother i dont beat,
beter than me,
perfect in what i see,
he is a stud,
everyone gives hime love,
so hear is to you brother,
all my posesions from dearest mother,
my life is forever debted to you,
a Stasia Callaghan Poem
Definitely hitting up the markets on Aquidneck allllll summerrrr :)
(via benrfisher)
I painted my own mug!! One more added to the collection :)
“I wrote this song thinking about the Oregon coastline, this powerful burly ocean that sweeps you away. And I thought of Odysseus and how the battles done, it’s over and won, and now he’s gotta make it back home. He has to brave that giant powerful ocean to make it back home… And i just kept thinking, how would one return? How does someone return, come back from the war, the pain? We kept seeing our friends fall away from the faith, get divorces, and fall a part. This song came from that. How could I brave that Oregon ocean?” - Josh Garrels in a workshop I heard him speak at
(Source: ediblegardensla, via idratherbehealthy)
Whole Foods din din on a rainy evening. Little blessings :)
Beirut + iced coffee + poetry explication + Russian lit = my day. :)
And a decrepit bunch of trees.
-Pushkin
I grew up where all was patterned and silent,
In the cool nursery of the age, itself young;
I didn’t like human words, spoken or sung,
But I understood what the wind meant.
I liked burdock and nettles but the willow tree,
The silver willow, I liked especially.
It lived gratefully with me till now
And with its weeping branches seemed
To make dreamlessness like something dreamed.
It’s hard to believe I outlived it somehow.
There’s a stump. And in alien tongues, other willows
will
Be saying whatever it is they say
Under our skies, under theirs. I’m completely still.
It’s as if my brother had died today.
—Anna Akhmatova
Spring Break: Back from Texas, two new mugs added to my splendid collection, lots of fruits & veggies to eat for a couple healthy “cleanse” days, and some home made blackberry-sage iced tea. I’d say I’m enjoying myself. Gearing up for some serious running and homework…
