So many pathwaysdrear and close,or bright and magicalthrough woods and hillsand neighborhoods,I now will never walk… Trails to wonders,mysteries,unmet friends and scenes,destinationsand discoveriesthat once may have been… Pictures still and movingare now my wayto wander,to rememberthe feel of forest airsacross my face. CL Redding November 2022
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Pioneer Cafe, Montana Morning
Ladies of a Certain Agegirls no moreexcept in the heart:What Life has givenyou have takendespite the dreams you had,despite intentions and resistance;Age acquiring resiliencefor survival’s sakewhen life is hardor dull beyond endurance. Power in the circlearound the cafe tableevery morning, every dayexcept Sundays, maybe:Ladies, old and agingsocializing despite,because of Life;finding, making, sharing power’round this table…and resilience,endurance,and amusement–even some days, …
THE MAGIC HOUR a sonnet of art and age
Stare not at the Sun, we’re oft reminded,But in the Magic Hour, as the Poets tellEyes can gaze and be not blinded–The day’s work’s done, for good or ill. The Farmer comes home from the field,The Baker from the baking;The Vintner casks the final yield,The Maker ceases making… The Magic Hour, the Artist cherishes–The Hour …
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
LOOSELY SPEAKING... 