Since opening “LOOSELY SPEAKING” last July, it has been so exciting to see my words fly around the world! There are now readers from 31 countries, on all continents but Antarctica, with Argentina showing up on my map just this week, the very first from South America. I thank from my heart all of you …
Author Archives: Ciel
Raw: Winter Comes…
Shadows of the trees and nightsgrow longer over the landRock and earth give up their hoarded summer heat;Winds like weaponswhip the leaves aloftto send them sailingin their final gloryuntil cold moans through the winter forestunimpeded;In heartwood deepthe coming summer sleeps. Sept 2011
Raw: Disconnect
If I could speak to youI’d tell you things,under this sunlit skyand while somewherea towhee sings.I’d share some thoughts, for just a while, the varied odds and endsthat comprised my dayand made me smile.Though I don’t know howor why this should be trueI’d share the sunlightand the singing bird, my friend, with you. May 2, …
Raw: Another Morning After
Each morning wakingyou are less and less in my first thoughtand shame is passinginto just embarrassmentand simple pain. Yet still my eye– with each flicker of a glanceof what I saw you inthat passes in the roador on the screenor in a passing thought– still shies away,seeks haven in any other thing. But there are …
The Cult of Trump
It begins at the center and spreads, this wave of delusion and absurdity, demolishing the ability to question, to think straight, to distinguish truth from lies or reality from fantasy… It overwhelms any capacity for critical thinking, any logic and common sense in its path. It flips perceptions of reality on their heads, and projects …
Romance is a Cat
I am glad of the catwho keeps company with mefrom time to time sittingbeside me on the arm of the chairor on my arm despitemy need to have it freeand sometimes I pause from workor pull her close against me to restslightly purring against my chestand not body-blocking the viewof keyboard and screen… At night …
The Heat of the Day
hearking back to summer on this snow-graced autumn day Heat of the Day The sun glares down on white concretein evening warms, now stings little bare feet.Upon the couch, or floor or chairor… really, anywherea cat can go,limbs akimbo,bellyfur exposed, shestretches out long as cat can be,cat-naps awaythe heat of the day. 2005
When I’m 63
Achey acheyearly wakeyhave to riseopen my eyesmirror’s in there–crazy bed-hair!turn on heathave to eatstart the teabe 63… 2915
Paradise Left
Milton wrote PARADISE LOST from the Victorian Biblical perspective, but that is not the only way to look at or resolve the same mythical problems of suffering and death, and how we got some good, important things to make human life better, and civilization possible. In the accounts of Genesis, Biblical and earlier, the serpent …
Gone
I thought you’d live forever, though I know it can’t be so–I’ve always known I’d lose you, though I thought you’d never go…There’d be time some perfect day to speak the long-unspoken word,To tell you all I needed to, to be sure that you had heard…That there’d be time to listen, to show how much …
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