Monday Morning Afternoon Musings:
Between the misty amethyst
and the brilliant blue—there’s a pause
in the morning’s soft pink music, a rest
before the restart of staccato cardinal chirps,
the flute of robin trills,
and the crescendo of crow caws
burst through the feathered clouds,
with the bright blue of belonging—
here and now
along the day’s determined path,
both path and determined,
the ifs, whens, and whys
of going further, beyond
to find something else
like words within
waiting to be spoken.
“Eat chocolate,” my sisters say,
and share the thought of our mother’s laugh
echoing from the past,
flowing like a river through time,
all the versions of me and you,
in both the radiance of the sun
and the silvery shimmer of the moon,
pale blue and green,
and when I wish upon the ghost glow
of a thousand stars
I feel the dust of dreams
within and without,
as feathers fly from the sky
to land at my feet in trails of white light
silent, at rest,
bits of something larger, still soaring.
A late edition of my Monday musings. I think Jane and I challenged each other to use the Love set of tiles from the Magnetic Poetry Oracle. The Oracle and I once again collaborated, with more inspiration from my morning walks.
I’ve been baking with summer fruit, but I do indeed have a chocolate stash.
Merril’s Movie Club: We watched Radioactive (Amazon Prime, 2020), a new movie about Marie Curie. I wanted this to be wonderful, but it wasn’t. It was OK, but she was such a brilliant woman, and this, sadly, is not a movie that shines. We also watched Straight Up(Netflix), a sort of rom com where a young man who may be gay, but isn’t sure, finds his soul mate is a woman. It was enjoyable, but not great.
So we went back to darker stuff: we started watching Bordertown, a Finnish series on Netflix. So far, it’s very good. I like “Scandi-noir,” and shows that explore family life as well as the crimes.