Wavy clouds in blue New Mexico sky (blue of turquoise necklace, huge blue eyes of otherworldly children whose faces have evaporated into thin air so only their suspended bright blue eyes remain), one round fluffy cloud that looks like it’s named: “Whatever-Happens-I’m-Happy,”
one huge scimitar-shaped cloud as if flung from west to east, that might be called: “Cutting-Through-Untruth-to-Display- Pure-Endless-Space”
one patch of disparate silvery-white paint daubs from an original unity fleecily suspended, that could be called: “No-Piece-of-the-Puzzle-That-Doesn’t Contain-the-Whole,”
a great dark gray sky thunderhead covering the entire eastern heavens, ominous, perhaps named “So-Much-Noise-and-Flashing-Light in-This-Short-Life,”
bits of cloudy punctuation hanging above the purple western hills, pauses in the run-on sentence of sky exhaled in one long breath from far behind vast visible space,
all these high cloudy signs of Allah’s spacious elegant manifestations, insubstantial bodies lazily floating in the baby-blue pool of sky above sharp desert scrub and rugged gorge ravine,
as our hearts also rise from our separately distinguished bodies
filled with inner light.
8/14/97 (from Chants for the Beauty Feast, The Ecstatic Exchange, 2011)
I find myself inhaling desert air and want to lie on a plateau above the miles of uncharted amber and golden-rust colored lands and get lost in the sky that goes on forever, unbroken.
Dear Joanne: Kaaren and Richard's site is so rich with sights, word-sights and photo-sights... always an inspiration. Your site also (people might click on your name and then it) is rich and rare. Thanks. And for the Paris Play concourse, esplanade, meeting point for us to meet. Merci.
Ah, clouds and taxi signs....movement, activity, vintage Richard.....I too long for that! Thank you!
(I'd first written 'movement, activity, vintage Richard.....what I long for!' I'm glad I have a basic grasp of grammar so as not to piss off my lovely friend Kaaren at the start of the year!)
Thank you for your kind words and for your presence here in the virtual Paris Play Cafe. Indeed, what a place of rich inspiration in a meeting room of like hearts and minds.
12.31.2012
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Yes, a very happy New Year's to you two, too!
CLOUDS
Wavy clouds in blue New Mexico sky
(blue of turquoise necklace, huge blue eyes of
otherworldly children whose faces have evaporated into
thin air so only their suspended bright blue eyes remain),
one round fluffy cloud that looks like
it’s named: “Whatever-Happens-I’m-Happy,”
one huge scimitar-shaped cloud as if
flung from west to east, that might be called:
“Cutting-Through-Untruth-to-Display-
Pure-Endless-Space”
one patch of disparate silvery-white paint daubs
from an original unity fleecily suspended,
that could be called: “No-Piece-of-the-Puzzle-That-Doesn’t
Contain-the-Whole,”
a great dark gray sky thunderhead covering
the entire eastern heavens, ominous, perhaps named
“So-Much-Noise-and-Flashing-Light
in-This-Short-Life,”
bits of cloudy punctuation hanging above
the purple western hills, pauses in the
run-on sentence of sky exhaled in
one long breath from far behind vast visible space,
all these high cloudy signs of Allah’s spacious elegant
manifestations, insubstantial bodies
lazily floating in the baby-blue pool of sky
above sharp desert scrub and
rugged gorge ravine,
as our hearts also rise from our
separately distinguished bodies
filled with inner light.
8/14/97 (from Chants for the Beauty Feast, The Ecstatic Exchange, 2011)
I find myself inhaling desert air and want to lie on a plateau above the miles of uncharted amber and golden-rust colored lands and get lost in the sky that goes on forever, unbroken.
YES:
“Whatever-Happens-I’m-Happy,”
“Cutting-Through-Untruth-to-Display-
Pure-Endless-Space”
“No-Piece-of-the-Puzzle-That-Doesn’t
Contain-the-Whole,”
“So-Much-Noise-and-Flashing-Light
in-This-Short-Life,”
Silencio!
There am I, floating beside you.
*;* J *;*
Dear Joanne: Kaaren and Richard's site is so rich with sights, word-sights and photo-sights... always an inspiration. Your site also (people might click on your name and then it) is rich and rare. Thanks. And for the Paris Play concourse, esplanade, meeting point for us to meet. Merci.
Ah, clouds and taxi signs....movement, activity, vintage Richard.....I too long for that! Thank you!
(I'd first written 'movement, activity, vintage Richard.....what I long for!' I'm glad I have a basic grasp of grammar so as not to piss off my lovely friend Kaaren at the start of the year!)
Dear Daniel,
Thank you for your kind words and for your presence here in the virtual Paris Play Cafe. Indeed, what a place of rich inspiration in a meeting room of like hearts and minds.
Happy New Year!!!!!
~<;-)
Joanne
I'm writing to all of you here:
Scott: Thank you!
Daniel: What a great poem.
Joanne: I'll float along with you and Daniel on this heavenly ride above New Mexico.
Daniel: Thank you!
Anna: Neither one of these possibilities could happen. You never forget the rules of grammar. I could never be pissed off at you!
XO,
Kaaren & Richard
Lovely.
Excellent blog .. stimulating and thought provoking. Found you through Kristin Espinasse at FWAD. My first visit .. certainly not the last. Great Job!
Susan: Thank you!
XOXO,
Kaaren & Richard
Hi, Bill,
Great to meet you through Kristin. We love her blog too.
Thank you so much for the kind words! If you'd like our posts to be sent directly to you, send us your e-mail.
Best wishes (& to be continued...),
Kaaren & Richard