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Rainer Maria Rilke

The birdcalls start their praise.
And rightly so. We listen long.
(We behind masks, in costumes!)
What do we hear? a little willfulness,

a little sadness, and tremendous promise, 47 more words

Poetry

How Long Will It Take?

There are all kinds of prisons. We are all bound to live some part of our life trapped.  Sometimes it’s just because of terrible circumstances like illness or a tumbling economy. 858 more words

From a Childhood

The darkening was like riches in the room
in which the boy sat, almost hidden from sight.
And when his mother entered, as in a dream, 83 more words

Art

Jardin des Sambucs - a garden to enliven the senses

Personal; intriguing; nourishing; an oasis; a pleasure garden; inward and outward and upward looking; et al. Just a quick mind map to test out feelings of the time here in Sambucs and there are of course some elders as the title of the garden suggests . 302 more words

Poetry

Lovesong_Rainer Maria Rilke

Lovesong

How shall I withhold my soul so that

it does not touch on yours? How shall I

uplift it over you to other things? 162 more words

Art

Top Five Wednesday - Outside the ol' Comfort Zone

The first Top Five Wednesday prompt the Goodreads group assigned for July was to pick five books you love that are outside of your comfort zone.  1,325 more words

Top 5 Wednesday