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A thousand flowers in my mailbox
Pink Flowers by Salvatore Vuono/freedigitalphotos.net
I subscribe to Poetry Chaikana, which emails me daily poetry of a spiritual bent. This recent one especially struck me:
Ten thousand flowers in spring, the moon in autumn
By Wu Men (Hui-k’ai)
(1183 – 1260)
English version by Stephen Mitchell
Ten thousand flowers in spring, the moon in autumn,
a cool breeze in summer, snow in winter.
If your mind isn’t clouded by unnecessary things,
this is the best season of your life.
colorful umbrella in the rain by sektorda
Still revising. Far from done.
There’s a song, Four Seasons In One day by Crowded House which is in my head. Here it is:\”Four Seasons in One Day by Crowded House\”
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Stumbling through my eyes
La Vase Paille
- That’s what I read, but the sentence I read really said “Istanbul” not “Stumbling.” What I thought it said sounds like a song by Gilbert O’Sullivan (Stumblin’ thru my eyes/ what a big surprise/ I thought I knew but what I knew I never really knew/Alone Again/ Natur’ly.)
Speaking of Istanbul, my brilliant friend and poet, Lillias Bever is the author of Bellini in Istanbul, from Tupelo Press. It is a beautiful book!
It was Cezanne’s birthday a few weeks back. It’s Saturday, and once again, I’m rewriting. The book is not done. The next time I finish the book, finish this revision, I’m keeping quiet. I spent some of the afternoon listening to Colson Whitehead‘s lecture on How to Write at a Chicago Humanities Festival on the web. Toni Morrison, with her wonderfully rich voice is also on the site, and it felt good to recognize her voice.
All this stumbling through the mind today.
Indira Ganesan 