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Friday Poetry – The Concert by Edna St. Vincent Millay

I still remember the first time I read this poem, and the way the last line struck me. I needed to be lost in the work. I needed to fully buy in to the consensual reality of the situation, the suspension of disbelief — and having company who wanted to chat or otherwise socialize during a performance took me out of it. I still love to go alone sometimes. 

The Concert
No, […]

Friday Poetry: Song for Autumn

Song for Autumn
Mary Oliver
In the deep fall
don’t you imagine the leaves think how
comfortable it will be to touch
 the earth instead of the
nothingness of air and the endless
freshets of wind? And don’t you think
the trees themselves, especially those with mossy,
warm caves, begin to think
of the birds that will come — six, a dozen — to sleep
inside their bodies? And don’t you hear
the goldenrod whispering goodbye,
the everlasting being crowned with the first
tuffets […]

Thursday Poetry: Mending Wall

Thursday Poetry is on Friday, again!
I really need to spend some quality time with my Google calendar again so we can re-establish our relationship.
Anyway, coming out of yesterday’s post, I thought I should share Robert Frost’s “Mending Wall” with you today, in case you’ve never read it, or you haven’t read it since 8th grade English class.
Mending Wall
Something there is that doesn’t love a wall,
That sends the frozen-ground-swell under […]

Thursday Poetry: Affirmation

This week I’ve needed a lot of affirming.  Even the most confident soul occasionally needs bolstering when things seem to fall apart.    Many people swear by affirmations – short, positive phrases used to center and encourage and help you focus on the changes you want to see in your life.   I think affirmations are great, but being more of a lyrically-minded person, I like to find small collections of beautiful […]

Do One Thing Every Day That Scares You

That directive is attributed to Eleanor Roosevelt, and lately, I’ve been trying to do it.
I’m not talking about things that make me fear for my personal safety (I will not, for example, be trying any of the activities currently being aired on the Winter Olympics any time soon) but rather things that make my stomach flutter when I think about them, things that feel just a little bit risky.
I have […]