Sunday, May 31, 2009
Saturday, May 30, 2009
Not the Kernel
Money may be the husk of many things, but not the kernel. It brings you food, but not appetite; medicine, but not health; acquaintances, but not friends; servants, but not faithfulness; days of joy, but not peace and happiness.
Friday, May 29, 2009
Poetry Friday
Poetry is the opening and closing of a door, leaving those who look through to guess about what is seen during a moment.
Thursday, May 28, 2009
Look Carefully...
I honestly think all of us would be better off if everyone took the time to draw, if for no other reason than the better we see, the more inevitable curiosity becomes. Lack of curiosity is the first step towards visual illiteracy—and by that I mean not really seeing what is going on around us.
Wednesday, May 27, 2009
It Happens...
In the absence of clearly-defined goals, we become strangely loyal to performing daily trivia until ultimately we become enslaved by it.
Tuesday, May 26, 2009
So What Do You Think? Is It a Fad?
Social networking sites are the reality television of the Internet. The content is relatively inexpensive for publishers to produce, and social networking is not a fad that will disappear. If anything, it will become more ingrained in mainstream sites, just as reality TV programming has become ubiquitous in network programming.
~ Jon Gibs ~
Monday, May 25, 2009
In Flanders Fields the Poppies Blow
Oh! you who sleep in Flanders Fields,
Sleep sweet--to rise anew!
We caught the torch you threw
And holding high, we keep the Faith
With All who died.
Sunday, May 24, 2009
Sunday's Kat Kwote
Cats always know whether people like or dislike them. They do not always care enough to do anything about it.
Photo by supershaggy
Saturday, May 23, 2009
May You Fly...
Ignorance is the curse of God; knowledge is the wing wherewith we fly to heaven.
Friday, May 22, 2009
Poetry Friday
The lines of the poem do not quite enter a clear space. There is something waiting for them. As their music and emphasis enters the strange, foggy room through a human voice they are met by the memory of summer light and fear. And so even as the words of the poem happen, they are already arranging, in the most subtle and powerful way, experiences that have already happened. They are cutting across time and completed experience to show that, after all, it was incomplete.
~ Eavan Boland ~
Thursday, May 21, 2009
Wednesday, May 20, 2009
Collecting
It is perhaps a more fortunate destiny to have a taste for collecting shells than to be born a millionaire.
Tuesday, May 19, 2009
Monday, May 18, 2009
I Can't Help But Weep...
She started me out washing dishes when I was four years old and when I was six she was learning me how to cook. While the other hands was working in the field I carried water. We had to cook out in the yard on an old skillet and lid, so you see I had to tote brush and bark and roll up little logs such as I could to keep the fire from one time of cooking to the other. I was not but six years old either. When I got to be seven years old I was cutting sprouts almost like a man and when I was eight I could pick one hundred pounds of cotton.
~ Mary Island, former slave ~
Sunday, May 17, 2009
Saturday, May 16, 2009
Friday, May 15, 2009
Poetry Friday
Poetry comes in strange ways and never at the moment when one might think it should come.
~ Myra Cohn Livingston ~
Thursday, May 14, 2009
Habitation
When we read a story, we inhabit it. The covers of the book are like a roof and four walls. What is to happen next will take place within the four walls of the story. And this is possible because the story's voice makes everything its own.
Wednesday, May 13, 2009
Misquotations
The most familiar quotations are the most likely to be misquoted...Some have settled down to false versions that have obscured the true ones. They have passed over from literature into speech.
~ Carl Van Doren ~
Tuesday, May 12, 2009
Oooh, I Like the Way He Thinks!
Tell the truth, and so puzzle and confound your adversaries.
Image courtesy of the National Portrait Gallery, London
Monday, May 11, 2009
I Believe This May Be True!
Our lifetime may be the last that will be lived out in a technological society.
~ Arthur C. Clarke ~
Sunday, May 10, 2009
Saturday, May 9, 2009
Here's A Woman With Too Much Time On Her Hands
I did not have three thousand pairs of shoes. I had one thousand and sixty.
Photo by Gerry Balding
Friday, May 8, 2009
Poetry Friday
I see no reason for calling my work poetry except that there is no other category in which to put it.
Thursday, May 7, 2009
A Broken Pitcher
The more I am spent, ill, a broken pitcher, by so much more am I an artist--a creative artist...
Wednesday, May 6, 2009
With Any Luck...
It is good to realize that if love and peace can prevail on earth, and if we can teach our children to honor nature's gifts, the joys and beauties of the outdoors will be here forever.
Tuesday, May 5, 2009
Ancient Wisdom
He who seeks vengeance must dig two graves: one for his enemy and one for himself.
Monday, May 4, 2009
Maybe If You Use Bacon-Flavored Mayo?
Life expectancy would grow by leaps and bounds if green vegetables smelled as good as bacon.
Yes, there is a bacon-flavored mayo!
Sunday, May 3, 2009
Sunday's Kat Kwote
The reason cats climb is so that they can look down on almost every other animal-- it's also the reason they hate birds.