When great souls die,the air around us becomeslight, rare, sterile.We breathe, briefly.Our eyes, briefly,see with a hurtful clarity.Our memory, suddenly sharpened,examines, gnaws on kind wordsunsaid, promised walksnever taken.Maya Angelou, "When Great Trees Fall" excerpt For days now, I've hobbled around, tears falling on every inch of our yard and house, crying with great fury and … Continue reading Of elephants and lions and little birds
Aeneas at Dido's Court, Pierre-Narcisse Guérin (1774–1833), Musée du Louvre, Paris. The Athenaeum. Today for my 2nd week of summer, I have puttered around the house, straightening and cleaning, fidgeting mostly, like I have some business to do with school or something I wrote down that I need to remember (but I did all those … Continue reading Fama Volat.
Εκ λόγου άλλος εκβαίνει λόγοςEuripides (from The Women of Troy) With the publishing of my husband's 3rd book, The Complete Orlando, Florida, Civil Rights Movement: Cooperation, Communication, and Reflections, 1951-1971, the current state of affair has required much discussion. We tread lightly, Fred and I, around the news of the day and work. Time together … Continue reading One word brings another
"Here in this vague green valleylamb and lion, love and war are unitedby indifference equally to these babies and to each other."Rachel Hadas on Botticelli's "Venus and Mars" Even as the lazy, yet fruitful, days of summer collide into the chaos of back-to-school unknowns and vagaries of the news, not totally unlike our … Continue reading la bella Simonetta