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Fern Hill   2 comments

I wanted to pass this one on to Harper, really.  She lives up to her handle, and knows so much more about poetry than I do, or is just plain better at researching it than I am.  Our Fearsome — that is our Fearless Leader, however, insisted that I write this one since I shot the photos.  And, for once, I know a little bit about Welsh poetry — a very little bit, but I have a taste for Dylan Thomas.

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A Journey   Leave a comment

It’s a journey … that I propose … I am not the guide … nor
technical assistant … I will be your fellow passenger …

Though the rail has been ridden … winter clouds cover …
autumn’s exuberant quilt … we must provide our own guide-posts …

I have heard … from previous visitors … the road washes out
sometimes … and passengers are compelled … to continue
groping … or turn back … I am not afraid …

I am not afraid … of rough spots … or lonely times … I don’t
fear … the success of this endeavor … I am Ra … in a space …
not to be discovered … but invented …

I promise you nothing … I accept your promise … of the same
we are simply riding … a wave … that may carry … or crash …

It’s a journey … and I want … to go …

Nikki Giovanni, “A Journey” (written 1943)
From The Collected Poems of Nikki Giovanni, ©2003 by Nikki Giovanni; published by HarperCollins

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The details:

  • Head: Akeruka Camille 2.5 Bento
  • Body and feet: Maitreya Lara 4.1
  • Hands: Vista ProHands 2
  • Eyes: IKON Hope eyes (Royal)
  • Hair: D!va Hair Scarlett
  • Outfit: Indyra Alais Halter (Saffron) and pants (Espresso Dark)
  • Shoes: KC Couture Leya
  • Jewelry: Indyra Chablis ring (Gold/Black); EarthStones Ruffle Around earrings (Emerald/Gold); Indyra Sylph bangles (Gold)
  • Makeup:
    • Eyeshadow: Livia Nella (Omega, slot 5)
    • Lipstick: alaskametro Mage (Omega, slot 6)
    • Nails: ZOZ Soft Flowers Tips (Omega, slot 8)

Photographed in SSOC region (Tokyo WindHill City)

In the Hamptons   Leave a comment

From you have I been absent in the spring,
When proud-pied April, dressed in all his trim,
Hath put a spirit of youth in everything,
That heavy Saturn laughed and leaped with him,

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Nights in White Satin

Note: lots of graphics beyond the break, but worth it

Nights in white satin
Never reaching the end
Letters I’ve written
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A Night of Love

love is more thicker than forget
more thinner than recall
more seldom than a wave is wet
more frequent than to fail

it is most mad and moonly
and less it shall unbe
than all the sea which only
is deeper than the sea

love is less always than to win
less never than alive
less bigger than the least begin
less littler than forgive

it is most sane and sunly
and more it cannot die
than all the sky which only
is higher than the sky

— E. E. Cummings, “love is more thicker than forget”

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I’m wearing:

  • Head: Akeruka Monika 2.5
  • Body: Maitreya Lara 4.1
  • Skin: Akeruka Tone 05
  • Hair: rezology Butterfly 197
  • Eyes: IKON Sovereign eyes (Passion)
  • Attachments: SLink Dynamic hands 1.4 and Avatar Enhancement feet 1.2.4
  • Gown: LYBRA Vivien (Grape)
  • Shoes: KC Couture Zara
  • Jewelry: Zibska Asami suite (collar and earrings); Maxi Gossamer Boho bangles (laquered etched silver)
  • Makeup:
    • Eyeshadow: SlackGirl Dalya (slot 3)
    • Lipstick: WILD Diva (slot 2)

Photographed at our house

What is Reality?

What is reality?
Is it the cool embrace of winters chilling winds?
Or is it the tingle you get while walking in the sun on a summer’s afternoon?

More photos and verses on the next page.

Crossroads

They say that magic becomes real at the crossroads
The places not quite here
Yet not quite there
The balance points between “was” and “will be”
When the doors between worlds open
And possibilities are unleashed

The twilight is like a crossroads
The borderland between
The light of day and dark of night
You may slumber through the night
And drift through the day
But then the sun truly descends, and the shadows lengthen
The day’s cares are abandoned
As if they had never been

As the magic grows
You race for your home
But oh, only for a span of time
The power swirls about you
As you shed the weeds of workaday
It caresses and teases, the sweetest of lovers
As you gown yourself in glory
It sings sweetly to all your senses
While you touch paint to your lips
Shadow to your eyes
Roses and musk to your throat

And then the door is flung wide
The spell is set
And it shapes your night like a sculptor’s hand to the marble
You give yourself over to gaiety
Drown yourself in music
Reel in the dance’s intoxication
You flirt and flaunt, tease and tempt
Till you capture the one
Who has in turn captured you
And when that moment strikes
Upon the chimes of the night

Then…a new spell begins

— Harper Ganesvoort, 2017

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