Saturday, August 15, 2015
Yesterday, a tall narrow box arrived on my front porch, courtesy of Fed Ex, and it caused several household changes. Inside was a white ricepaper/wood 6-panel screen. It fits nicely across my front window with the two ends folded in. Up until this arrival, I've had a long piece of reed fencing, folded in half, in that place where its shadow helped keep the summer heat out of the living room. With that freed from the task, it could go where I originally intended it: along the deck railing. It is... Sign in to see full entry.
This one's especially for TAPS, and all the other midnight writers
MIDNIGHT In the quiet after midnight then my artistry awakes and in the dark when others sleep, that's when the fit of writing takes my hand and mind and bids me think... It skips and tumbles down the page leaving in prints of pen-and-ink images I never thought before and thoughts never imagined-- They enter through the midnight door from moon- and star-light fashioned. ~1985 Sign in to see full entry.