the ties..

 

 

 

 

that bind

 

over on Viewfinders this week, I spoke of cleaning out, purging, cutting through all the needless material stuff I have saved throughout my life.

However, there are some things to be held on to and passed down

from one generation to the next

 

They are the words, pictures, fibers and threads

of our story

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

poetic space

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

“I should say: the house shelters day-dreaming, the house protects the dreamer, the house allows one to dream in peace.”

~ G. Bachelard, The Poetics of Space

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

this place, this hour

 

 

 

 

 

“Happiness, not in another place but this place…not for another hour, but this hour.”

 

~ Walt Whitman

 

 

 

 

 

 

the key

 

 

 

 

 

 

“Home, imagined, comes to be. It is real, realer than any other place, but you can’t get to it unless your people show you how to imagine it  – whoever your people are. They may not be your relatives. They may never have spoken your language. They may have been dead for a thousand years. They may be nothing but words printed on paper, ghosts of voices, shadows of minds. But they can guide you home.”

 

~ Ursula K. Le Guin

 

 

 

 

 

ripening

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

the heat stifles
flowers wilt
fruit ripens
(as do I)

 

 August is approaching