“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)
High overhead on poles,
Illuminated a young lady
As she presented
A single tap
To a golf ball
Into forward motion.
By the beauty’s energy
The dimply sphere sparkled
In the same rays of light
Squadrons of bugs overhead.
I stood transfixed
Hoping for words
Beyond my imaginings
The New Jersey night
Into more permanent bliss.
© Copyright 2014 Robert B. Ritchie
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.
“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.
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?
Rattlesnake plant and then a snake, I would be right along side your grandmother. Probably a head of her.
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.
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.
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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