One sip makes you larger. One sip makes you strong. To whet our tea drinking appetites, we sipped peach oolong. Green Jasmine was the main course with red marzipan for dessert. The poetry of Mary Oliver, Irish priest John O’Donohue, and 13th century Japanese monk Ikkyu was also on the menu. Lighted candles. Sweet wishes. […]
Stuffy nose. New purple robe. Warm weather repose. I’m planted on the porch like a seed craving sun, with my weekend writings juxtaposed between the very real dangers of uranium mining in Virginia and sustainability through local food movement in Floyd. Joe and Jesse are in the kitchen brainstorming and planning to bring more social, […]
~ The following appeared in All About Her, a regional news insert magazine, on January 27, 2011 Catherine Pauley knows something about mountain mamas; she was raised by generations of them. As an art teacher who fostered countless young students for more than three decades in the Floyd County public school system, she could be […]
1. Posted by blogger Beth Wellington on Facebook: Coal is killing our communities in Appalachia. There MUST be better alternatives. Organized crime provides well-paying jobs, too, but we don’t call it economic development. 2. I’ve been watching American Idol just to watch new judge Steven Tyler. I was never that interested in him or his […]
~ Photos that caught my eye from my son’s recent European woodfiring conference trip, which he wrote about in THIS Irish publication. The trip took him to Spain, Germany and Denmark. More participating in Wordless Wednesday are HERE.
___________________ If you are quiet be loud If you are loud be quiet ___________________ Don’t laugh if you don’t get the joke Don’t cheat Wear red _____________________ If you are generous be frugal If you are frugal be generous ___________________ Give away all your poor fitting clothes Give up your place in line ___________________ It’s […]
~ Poetry is the language of our time. It is a verbal excavation, digging us into and under that which is in inarticulate, that which cannot be said but can be felt, that which cannot be stated but can be conjured. Poetry is a form of revolution. It rearranges our thinking, our perception out dialogue. […]
“What’s it Like?” is a prompt I used to encourage the imaginations of students at Floyd’s independent Blue Mountain School when I taught creative writing there years ago. I would cut out strange images (usually from National Geographic) and ask the kids ‘what’s it like?” The idea was for them to not say what they […]
Watch Laughing Liam HERE.
1. Vera on Facebook: Sleet: noisy snow! 2. Best quote pick of the week: “No one really knows why they are alive until they know what they’d die for.” Martin Luther King 3. I love THIS “snow entrepreneur” sign seen at Bonnie’s Books. 4. Today I’ve been thinking about the difference between the meanings of […]
My 2-year old grandson made the front page! See the video HERE. More Wordless Wednesday shots HERE.
Every now and then when the buzz of static in my head crowds out any thoughts of poetry and the stiff ache in my body spreads like a virus, when it’s winter and the ground is frozen and covered with dirty snow and my energy has sunk like the sun to its lowest level, when […]
