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W a t c h i n g P o p p i e s: A SAILORS DELIGHT
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Sunday, March 18, 2012. Loving you, flesh to flesh, I often thought. Of traveling penniless to some mud throne. Where a master might instruct me how to plot. My life away from pain. to love alone. In the bruiseless embrace of stone and lake. Lost in the fields of your hair I was never lost. Enough to lose a way I had to take;. Breathless beside your body I could not exhaust. The will that forbid me contract, vow,. Or promise, and often while you slept. I looked in awe beyond your beauty.
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W a t c h i n g P o p p i e s: January 2012
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Thursday, January 26, 2012. Even a life full of holes,. A life of nothing but waiting. Is better then no life at all". Photo by Nancy Neil. Sunday, January 22, 2012. I began to trust the world again, not to give me what I wanted, for I saw that it could not be trusted to do that, but to give unforeseen goods and pleasures that I had not thought to want.". Wendell Berry - Hannah Coulter. Subscribe to: Posts (Atom). The underside of a leaf. View my complete profile.
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W a t c h i n g P o p p i e s: May 2013
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Wednesday, May 22, 2013. For all the babies mama's mama's. Subscribe to: Posts (Atom). The underside of a leaf. View my complete profile.
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W a t c h i n g P o p p i e s: the unbearable lightness of being
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Thursday, May 10, 2012. The unbearable lightness of being. May 11, 2012 at 10:50 AM. Subscribe to: Post Comments (Atom). The underside of a leaf. View my complete profile.
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W a t c h i n g P o p p i e s: December 2012
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Sunday, December 9, 2012. And we all shine on. Subscribe to: Posts (Atom). The underside of a leaf. View my complete profile.
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W a t c h i n g P o p p i e s: balancing
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Tuesday, May 15, 2012. Nothing created, nothing destroyed. Subscribe to: Post Comments (Atom). The underside of a leaf. View my complete profile.
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W a t c h i n g P o p p i e s: August 2012
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Saturday, August 11, 2012. For I myself, I need unformed women, unfinished, undesigned women I can mold to my own patterns. I am an artist. I am only looking for fragments remnants which I can co-ordinate in a new way. A woman artist makes her own pattern.". He is not for me. Subscribe to: Posts (Atom). The underside of a leaf. View my complete profile.
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W a t c h i n g P o p p i e s: September 2010
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Thursday, September 23, 2010. She is like everything. I was at a book store in Grass Valley, browsing obscure poetry pamphlets. I made a little stack of ones with interesting covers. I opened the first one, and that is what is said. I think you are.I think I am. The street was wide with the emptiness of morning a boulevard, slightly downhill, sloping just so much as would be needed to take the little bit of weight from a childs step. She walked as if little wings were on her feet.".