Thursday, April 30, 2009

Poem In Your Pocket Day !

FOR SIX YEARS, New York City
has proclaimed April 30 as
" Poem In Your Pocket Day".
Last year the American Academy of Poets
picked up on this, and now, for the
second year in a row, in honor of
National Poetry Month, continues
this celebration.
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The idea is to choose a poem you really
like, write it down, print it, then perhaps
tuck it into your pocket, or maybe just
clutch it. And share it with friends and
family..yes, stop them in their tracks and
recite a poem! Change the world! If that
idea can make it here, it can make it
anywhere.
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What to choose? Aha! I know, I'll slip
one of my own past them...
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xxxxxxxxxxBUDDHA'S WAY
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I said to my soul be still,
and wait without hope.
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Be as the seed that knows
the path of its being,
never wishing to be
more than a rose.
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Wake up my soul, I said,
sleep no more in fruitless thoughts.
I happily refuse
the candy of hope
to sweeten my course.
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The light itself will burnish me.
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from TWO GHOSTS/ poems


Tuesday, April 28, 2009

Dawn

DAWN IN GREENE COUNTY
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Starting as a dim crest of orange
along the range of hills,
dawn stirs slowly here in Greene County.
Galaxies of stars still claim the night,
then abruptly disappear
to melt into the sun.
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Crickets cease their chirrup
and box themselves in
against the day.
A bat that took flight
ahead of the cluster,
flies home
to grasp the cave's edge
as if it were in Transylvania.
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The cream of morning rises
to top the milky sky.
Soon enough it boils over
into another August day.
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from: TWO GHOSTS/ poems
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Sunday, April 26, 2009

Julia !

xxxxxxxxxxxxxx Julia Child
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Being a fan of the great Julia Child, I was
delighted to hear that she's to be the subject of
the movie, "Julie Julia", based on Julie Powell's memoir,
"Julie and Julia : 365 Days, 524Recipes, 1 Tiny Apartment."
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Powell spent a year doing all 524 recipes in Child's
" Mastering The Art of French Cooking". I can't
claim the numbers, but I can claim that my DNA
is embedded in my copy. Learning knife skills did
that. Also does gravy have a DNA? Because I
dropped some Boeuf Borguignon on the book one
night. No one could tell after that I'd scraped
it together.
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Meryl Streep was hired for the role of Julia in
ten seconds. She will portray the 6 foot 2, Julia,
although she herself is about 5 foot 6. But Streep
can do anything, so growing shouldn't be a
problem. The time, 1949, Paris, Le Cordon Bleu.
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Joining her in the role of Julie, is Amy Adams,
who played the young nun with Streep in "Doubt".
Nuns on the run, indeed.
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Can't wait to hear Streep trilling..Bon Appetite !

xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx Meryl Streep as Julia Child
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Just noticed that this is my 100th post!
Now how did that happen? Time to get serious!!

Friday, April 24, 2009

Just Lovely!

IMAGINE GETTING A MODERATELY GOOD
NIGHT'S SLEEP...(MILO, my cat, USUALLY
HAS DIFFERENT IDEAS)...AWAKENING,
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plugging in to the electronic universe, and finding
an award placed in my name in Bloggywood. Even
my dreams held no such rewards. I won some sort
of lottery, ( money would have been good!).
Well at least I don't have to pay taxes on this one!
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And how did this come about? The estimable Derrick,
of Melrose Musings, after receiving this Lovely Blog
Award, which he so deserves for his constantly
stimulating and informative (and lovely) posts,
has generously passed this award onwards !
And I, in the company of some really talented bloggy
folk, am amongst the chosen!
A good night's sleep has its rewards!
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Thank you Derrick, for this surprise. I so
appreciate your constant comments. Bloggy
friends are like angels...we know they're there,
even though we don't see them!
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I am thinking right this minute about whom to
pass this on to.

Wednesday, April 22, 2009

Who speaks...?

from: Leaves of Grass (1900) by Walt Whitman
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How lucky can you get? When I haven't
got a clue what to write about next,
someone quite acclaimed rescues me.
So, thank you today, Walt Whitman.
Alas,tomorrow's another day!
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SONG OF MYSELF/ section 52
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The spotted hawk swoops by and accuses me-
he complains of my gab and my loitering.
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I too am not a bit tamed- I too am
untranslatable;
I sound my barbaric yawp over the roofs
of the world.
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The last scud of day holds back for me;
it flings my likeness after the rest, and true
as any, on the shadow'd wilds;
it coaxes me to the vapor and the dusk.
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I depart as air- I shake my white locks
at the runaway sun;
I effuse my flesh in eddies, and drift it in
lacy jags.
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I bequeathe myself to the dirt, to grow
from the grass I love;
if you want me again, look for me under
your boot-soles.
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You will hardly know who I am, or what I mean:
But I shall be good health to you nevertheless,
And filter and fibre your blood.
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Failing to fetch me at first, keep encouraged;
Missing the one place, search another;
I stop somewhere, waiting for you.
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Who speaks for you today?
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Tuesday, April 21, 2009

A Question.

x WHAT SAVES YOU? I found this question
floating above me this morning. I paused,
and asked a cliche', "are you talking to me"?
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When I've fallen down the well, and no one
heeds my call, what saves me, rewards me,
is nature itself. I remind myself that I'm
allowed to be here on earth. I start climbing,
and wrap myself in fanciful notions. I let
myself be kissed by the Sun and the Moon.
I become softer, an accessible soul.
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So what if it's my imagination, I thank whatever
placed this fantasy of life within my heart. I seek
and want to receive great beauty. It's always
there : Hello, Monet, hello, Manet, hello Mozart.
Ah, the three "M's". I know that Cezanne's the
father of them all. Greetings to him, how lucky
can I be? Please save me, Vermeer, and Rembrandt
too. A shelf of books are tumbling down..at my
feet, Hardy, Eco, Zola...Billy Collins, yes.
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And unreeling, films, if remade, would star little me.
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I used to move very aggressively within my tender
feelings. Now I move more slowly, like a fish
swimming backwards. That saves me, but
mostly lets me have mercy for others placed on
my path.
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I seek further studies. I look for what points me
to an entry to heaven. I like to think that if I
bless someone, they receive it, and return it.
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What saves you? I'd love to know. It could be
something as simple as strawberries. Why not?




Sunday, April 19, 2009

Poem

XXXXXXXXXXXXXNIGHTHAWKS/ Edward Hopper XX 1942
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I don't like to cry.
I take steps to stop myself.
I know how.
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Each time I feel a tear
touching my lash,
I look around to see if you are there.
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Not a chance you'll ever see a drop.
It's the giving in, the giving up.
Let others fall down,
I won't break apart.
I'll never be Jack,
I'm not Jill the tumbler either.
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My neck is white and smooth
Above the grey collar.
I swallow sharply,
throat confining a breath
that falters.
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Control tightens like fingers
maneuvering a stangulation.
I stop short of dying.
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Breathing becomes easier.
By now you know I won't.
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Thursday, April 16, 2009

A Woman Of No Importance

I'VE SORT OF TAGGED MYSELF.
I'M AN ARIES, THAT'S WHAT WE DO.
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First, I have really asked for permission and
been granted it. I've taken this post from
Raph's Ramblings, in which he listed 6 things
or habits of no real importance. So funny and
charming.
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Which made me think of "A Woman Of No
Importance", by Oscar Wilde, which opened in
London on April 19, 1893. "A Woman Of No Importance",
offering an insignificant list. It does seem right
to have a mannequin represent me.
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1. I retain an enormous amount of useless
data. Mostly movie stuff. If anyone needs to
know the most arcane information, I will pull it
forth like a magician pulls a rabbit from a hat.
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2. I was almost arrested by the
KGB. I was in Moscow, waiting in line to get
into a book store. People in Moscow stand in
line to buy a book of poetry. Really. I made it
into the shop, was approached by a young man
who tried to sell me rubles, I knew enough to say
absolutely nyet. Set-up!! KBG thugs in black coats
were beginning to surround poor little tourist,
getting ready to pounce, visions of Siberia dancing
in their heads. I smiled, shrugged, waved bye-bye.
They left in limo, I bought a book.


3. The waitresses in the cafe at the Athens Hilton
Hotel were absolutely convinced (by themselves) that
I was Nancy Sinatra. With my two kids in tow,
staying with friends at the hotel for the summer, nothing
I could say would convince them that I wasn't "Old Blue
Eye's" little girl. Every day brought giggles when we
entered the cafe, and they vowed to "keep my secret".
I should have sung for them, then they would have known
the truth.
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4. I have to close the blinds at night even though
no one can look in because I'm too high up. You
never know, someone out there could have
binoculars. And it's sort of nice to let the sun shine
in, in the morning, when I want it to!
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5. I eat a piece of chocolate every day.
Every day.
6. I have a new blog. Why have I thought
that this is necessary? I don't know. I'm not
doing much about it.
I'll tell you the name:
Minny Blue

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I never tag because I don't like to put
anything on anyone. I'd love for anyone who wishes
to play this game to please do so. I think you've
learned a sufficient amount of info about me that's
unimportant! Things go round and round.

Tuesday, April 14, 2009

Film Noir


All of the movies listed here came out
before 1950. I'm trying to work my way
through the film noir decade, pretty
much the 1940's.
The heroines were generally babes, or
so naive that they wound up dead
five minutes after the titles appeared.
If a babe was married, it was usually
to some old guy who was bound to get
bumped off. The hero was usually
a Private Eye, or a guy who just got out
of the slammer. Everyone smoked, drank,
doublecrossed, all this while making out.
All the babes had great wardrobes although
they never held a job. All the guys wore suits
with very big shoulders. Oh yes, and they
did it in black and white.

1. THE BIG SLEEP (1946) Bogart and Bacall
(Humphrey and Lauren). Detective Philip
Marlowe, blackmail, murder, mayhem, worth
the effort for Bacall's profile.
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2. DOUBLE INDEMNITY (1944) Fred MacMurray,
and femme fatale Barbara Stanwyck plot her
husband's accidental death. Will they get away with
the loot?
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3. LAURA (1944) Otto Preminger directed this
enigmatic mystery. A NYC Detective, Dana Andrews,
investigates the murder of Laura, Gene Tierney.
Look for a shocking twist or two. With Clifton Webb
and Vincent Price, getting into trouble.
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4. THE LADY FROM SHANGHAI (1948) Orson
Welles, directed, wrote and stars with Rita
Hayworth as the babe married to an older guy
who owns this yacht, so...anyway, there's a
famous "sequence of mirrors" at the end of
the film. Incredible.
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5. DECEPTION (1946) Bette Davis thinks her lover,
Paul Henreid, was killed in the war. He comes back,
she has to hide her affair with Claude Rains. Drastic
measures ensue. Lots of classical music. Classy.
6. THE BIG STEAL ( 1949) Robert Mitchum
sets out to clear his name for a crime he didn't
commit. Can he do it? Maybe, with the help
of Jane Greer, good hair.
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7. KISS OF DEATH (1947) Richard Widmark
and Victor Mature (muscles) as two-bit hoods and stoolies
caught in a heist. Nasty Richard was nominated
for an Oscar, his first role. A real creep.
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8. I WAKE UP SCREAMING (1941) Victor
Mature (muscles), caught between Carole Landis,
quickly dead, and Betty Grable as the distrustful
sister, might be a hero, then again..
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9. THE STRANGER (1946) Orson Welles as a
Nazi fugitive hiding out in a small Connecticut
town. Edward G. Robinson is the detective out
to uncover his identity. Strong photography.
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10. THE MALTESE FALCON ( 1941) The noir
classic. Humphrey Bogart as Sam Spade. Trio
of criminals, Mary Astor, Sydney Greenstreet,
Peter Lorre, looking for a priceless bird.
Double-crossing at its peak.
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Monday, April 13, 2009

Unicorn


for: National Poetry Month,
a new effort, not from Two Ghosts.
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xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxTHE THREAD
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One thread, tattered, lies hidden
beneath the surface of the tapestry.
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Stand away from the wall
Stand back!
The guard protects the expanse
atop the marble steps.
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Stand back from the wall.
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The needlepoint, on tour,
gathers round it
the rapt consideration of centuries.
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A vista of woven Unicorns,
the carpet first adorned a breezy
palace hall,
when each Duchess
dropped a stitch every hundred years.
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One thread, never pulling free,
not attached to the heart,
a fiber serving no known purpose,
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Not a bit of it seen,
not being there to the eye,
like being alive and not being somebody,
not only not famous
but a filament detached, floating unbound,
waiting within its perception
to be christened.
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Friday, April 10, 2009

Happy Easter !

from: SONGS OF INNOCENCE (1789)
by William Blake
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Piping down the valleys wild,
Piping songs of pleasant glee,
On a cloud I saw a child,
And he laughing said to me:
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"Pipe a song about a Lamb!"
So I piped with a merry chear.
"Piper, pipe that song again,"
So I piped: he wept to hear.
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"Drop thy pipe, thy happy pipe;
Sing thy songs of happy chear."
So I sung the same again,
While he wept with joy to hear.
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"Piper, sit thee down and write
In a book, that all may read."
So he vanish'd from my sight,
And I pluck'd a hollow reed.
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And I made a rural pen,
And I stain'd the water clear,
And I wrote my happy songs,
Every child may joy to hear.



Thursday, April 9, 2009

Triolet

Triolet:
A one stanza poem of 8 lines. The 1st,
4th, and 7th lines are identical, as are
the 2nd and final lines, making the
initial and final couplets identical also.
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xxxxxxxxxxxxxFENCE
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Do you have to stand so close?
You know it makes me tense
When you strike a languid pose.
Do you have to stand so close?
Certainly you can pass me the rose
Not crowd me against the fence.
Do you have to stand so close?
You know it makes me tense.
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from:
Two Ghosts/ Poems

Wednesday, April 8, 2009

Translated

from: About.com: Poetry
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In the Spotlight: Poems translated from around
the world, this from Africa, the source of Eritrean
poet Reesom Haile. Translated into English by
Prof. Charles Cantalupo.
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xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxOUR LANGUAGE
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Welcome
To our language.
Taste
the sauce
With spicy melted
Butter.
Berbere pepper
And sea salt.
The bones are big
Not only for flavor.
Take them
Like communion.
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by Reesom Haile

Tuesday, April 7, 2009

Listing

CHOCOLATE. JUST BECAUSE.
WELL REALLY, BREAD AND CHOCOLATE.
AND DANCING ON THE BEACH.
THAT SAYS IT FOR ME.
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Not having an original thought today, I have
had to resort to "lifting" a list. When in
doubt,"LIST".
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Thank you Willow, thank you Poetikat,
for providing the meme for me to cadge!!
Always grateful for the inspiration you provide!
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The photos somehow may weave into the text.
I sort of mean them to. Oops, one just
disappeared.
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1. Current Obsessions:
a. American Idol. Can't help myself.
b. Inventing a time machine.
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2. Item from closet wearing most often:
Faded blue denim work shirt from 1990's.
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3. What's for dinner:
Lentil soup, with big chunks of new
potatoes and carrots, thick. Levain Boule
bread from Balthazar. Ginger tea, mini
chocolate covered donut. Carb freak.
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4. Last thing bought:
Blue and white striped Capri's from
V's Secret, because I had a gift card.
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5. What am I listening to:
Album Francais/ Amarcord. One hundred
years of French vocal music. A Capello.
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6. Favorite vacation spots:
Paris, Fire Island, Rome, Moscow.
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7. Vacation spots I must visit before I die:
Fire Island, San Francisco, St. Paul de Vence
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8. Four words to describe myself:
Hopeful, ready, artsy, reincarnated.
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9. Guilty pleasures:
That I never have guilt.
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10. First spring thing:
Getting ready for my birthday, the second
day of spring.
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11. Best thing I ate or drank lately:
Strawberries and champagne. At noon.
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12. Who would you like to have dinner with?
Living, or gone:
Julia Child, and she does the cooking.
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13. Care to share some wisdom:
" A writer is a person for whom writing
is more difficult than it is for other
people". Thomas Mann/ 1875-1955
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Rules if you want to participate:
1. Rework.
2. Answer questions on your own blog.
3. Replace one question/ add one question.
4. You can tag if you wish, or leave it
up to fate!








REMEMBER: Eat chocolate, eat bread,
and dance on a beach!



Monday, April 6, 2009

Street Life

xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxHELEN LEVITT Photographer
xxxxxxxxxxxxxxAugust 31, 1913- March 29, 2009

Helen Levitt, renowned photographer,
died at the at the age of 95. She was known
for her lyrical, dramatic and mysterious
photos of her native New York City streets.
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She is remembered mostly for her photos of
children, in their street life, dancing and playing.
Her best known photo, Halloween /1939, showed
three children, in masks, setting off for their
celebration.
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The 1930's and 1940's produced her amazing body
of work showing the drama of street life. The
great photographer, Walker Evans, a giant of
photography, said that only Cartier-Bresson,
Helen Levitt, and himself, had anything original
to say.


Greatly influenced by Bresson and Evans,
she combined Bresson's gift for catching
everyday life, and Evan's direct, spare way
of seeing ordinary subjects.

Many books on her work are in print:
Here and There/ 2004
Slide Show/ 2005, featuring her color work.
And more recently:
Helen Levitt/ 2008

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Saturday, April 4, 2009

Saturday in NYC !

xxxxxxxxxx McPherson Clan Plaid
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BITING THE APPLE/ What's happening
today in New York City.
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Today is the Annual Tartan Day Parade. Pipers and
drummers, including the Edinburgh Academy Pipes
and Drums, will make their way across the Avenue of
the Americas, (which we call 6th Av) at 2:00 PM.
In 1998, the United States Senate designated April 6th,
National Tartan Day to celebrate the contribution of
Scottish Americans. The Grandmaster will be the
Scottish actor, Alan Cummings.
But today is April 4th, you say...well hardly anyone
marches on a Monday. Except the St Patrick's Day
Parade, but that's a different story. It's the spirit
that matters!
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How do I come to the McPherson clan? By marriage, of
course, although that's long gone, but I do like those kilts.
Knees can be sexy. And my children have a
great-grandmother, McPherson. We here in NY love a
parade, honor any tiny sliver of a connection, and proudly
march and wave!
And there was that glorious night ages ago when "WE"
attended a ball at the Waldorf-Astoria Hotel. Me in full,
fabulous ball gown, and hundreds of knees dancing by!
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Also, looking forward to a major event tonight:
Paul McCartney and Ringo Starr, at The Radio City Music
Hall, in the name of the David Lynch Foundation. Which
"provides funds to teach students how to meditate so
they can change their world from within". Paul said,
" In moments of madness, it has helped me find moments
of serenity".
Joining them will be Eddie Vedder, Sheryl Crow, Moby,
and many more.
Sold out, but there will probably be ticket scalpers
milling about outside.
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Have a great New York Day !!
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Thursday, April 2, 2009

Fortune Telling

xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxA DECK OF CARDS
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I open the Enchanted Deck,
revealing
The Key To The Kingdom.
Touch the top card,
turn it over
to glimpse the nine of Red Hearts.
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Love is here right now.
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The back of the cards,
in black and white,
show a lady spider
eating her mate.
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I shuffle fifty-two widows,
fan them out.
You choose three
to find your fate.
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A man who is King of Spades,
loves music and power,
will shower you with offerings.
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The young man called Jumping Jack,
The Red Heart,
has to be careful
not to burn himself out.
But being of fire himself,
he will always rekindle.
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Queen of Hearts,
here you are at last,
your beauty ever rising.
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Wisdom floats around you
like the white feathers of your soul.
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from TWO GHOSTS/ poems


Wednesday, April 1, 2009

And the winner is...

XXXXXXXXXXXXX SLUMDOG MILLIONAIRE
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Having placed my name on the Netflix list ages ago
for "Slumdog Millionaire", I was more than surprised
and pleased to receive it on the first day of issue.
Lucky me! I say this because this is one of the most
entertaining, thrilling, brilliantly acted and directed,
( by Danny Boyle), movies I've ever seen. In fact I
did something I've never done before, and that was,
I immediately replayed the film. I just couldn't
leave it.
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The story, familiar by now, is how a boy from the
treacherous slums of Mumbai, managed to escape his
own tragedies time after time. The film shows how
his past directs him to "find" the correct answers.
The way the movie is cut, and edited, the way time
is interwoven as a stream of consciousness, is a brilliant
choice on the director part.
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Wonderful acting all around, by the youngest, brought
out of a real life environment of squalor, to the
actors, Dev Patel as Jamal, the hero of this epic, and
the transcendantly beautiful Frieda Pinto as the elusive
love, Latika. Wonderful Bollywood star, Anil Kapoor as
the MC of the quiz show, and the great Irrfan Khan as a
detective.
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Larger than life, all absolutely human. Gratitude to all
who said, "Let's make a movie"!


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