A New Jersey Night 1963

“Where do I begin…on the heels of Rimbaud moving like a dancing bullet thru the secret streets of a hot New Jersey night filled with venom and wonder.” Bob Dylan, liner notes to Desire (1976)

Electric lights,

High overhead on poles,

Illuminated a young lady

Serenely confident

As she presented

A single  tap

To a golf ball

Sending it

Into forward motion.

Once spanked

By the beauty’s energy

The dimply sphere sparkled

In the same rays of light

That attracted

Squadrons of bugs overhead.

I stood transfixed

In fortune,

Hoping for words

Beyond my imaginings

To extend

The New Jersey night

Into more permanent bliss.

 

© Copyright 2014 Robert B. Ritchie

This Old House

Oliver Davies said that Thomas Aquinas wrote about truth as the “harmony of being with intellect” and goodness as the “harmony of being with appetite.” It derives from “one being’s harmony with another.”

Which do you find more difficult? Being in harmony with another’s intellect or goodness? I enjoy the debate of intellect and fruit of goodness. They are both actions for me. They are my “doing something” as when someone is praised  for always doing something.

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To Your Health

“To your health” is a toast that has had legs. Part of being, much of being, most of being is to have health.

I know fellow bloggers who have struggled with bad health. So do you. Bad health is, as with death, for some other.

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Practicing Conceits

What is a writing conceit?

The dog appeared like a rhino. It  is what we call him

Anger is like a broken window.

Are these conceits?

The definition – a conceit is, in either a metaphor or a simile, a comparison of two things radically and startlingly unlike.

What say you?

Things I’ve Seen

Rattlesnake plant and then a snake, I would be right along side your grandmother. Probably a head of her.

New Hampshire Garden Solutions

1. Larch Cone

Behind every stone, on every branch and in every puddle, beauty can be found. This tiny new larch cone (Larix laricina) is to me as beautiful as any flower.

2. Lilac Buds

Since I was just a boy one of my favorite things about spring has been watching lilac buds swell and finally open. It’s a simple thing, but for me it’s part of the magic of life that makes it so worth living.

3. Trapped Solomon's Seal

Does an emerging plant make a hole in one of last year’s leaves, or is the hole already there and the plant grows up through it? These are questions that came to mind as I sat pondering how every one of this Solomon seal’s leaves (Polygonatum biflorum) got trapped by a hole in a leaf. Will the plant be able to break free of the leaf and live as it was meant to, or will…

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