'é a lua, é a lua, na quintana dos mortos'
♣ Federico García Lorca ♣
L'aura del campo. A breeze in the meadow. So it began the last day of Spring, 2005; on the 16th day of the month of Light of the year 162. This is a supplement to my daily journal written to a friend, my muse; notes I do not share. Here I will share what the breeze has whispered to me.
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I have goals of writing a poetic sketch every day. I have over 5,000. I attempt to edit and post one every time I blog. I may include the weather because it is very grounding. It is tempting to live life in the head, and equally dangerous. I try to connect with the people I live with as well as family and friends who live elsewhere. I attempt to notice the beauty of nature around me and note that here. I jot down what others say! People are much funnier than I am and they give me ideas. I pay tribute to those who have helped me get this far. My days and months are according to the Bahá'í year. Each is an attribute of God: Bahá - Splendor, Jalál - Glory, Jamál - Beauty, 'Azamat - Grandeur, Núr - Light, Rahmat - Mercy, Kalimát - Words, Kamál - Perfection, Asmá' - Names, 'Izzat - Might, Mashíyyat - Will, 'Ilm - Knowledge, Qudrat - Power, Qawl - Speech, Masá'il - Questions, Sharaf - Honor, Sultán - Sovereignty, Mulk - Dominion, 'Alá' - Loftiness.
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Wordsmitty ✍️ Thanks for stopping by. 40 words limits what can be conveyed, but that's the point of the challenge. By-the-way, Mark couldn't say green as a child, so 'gleen' it was.
QPdoll I pack my trauma and take it with me thinking I've left the unhappiness behind. It doesn't quite work that way. I know I'm learning a lot right now. Some of it isn't fun.
Life is so short. I've learned that, but I don't know that I've learned to be happy where I'm at. I sometimes forget all the blessings I have and yearn for what I don't have.
🌸 pwheeler ~ love joy peace The big festivals begging for the Return of Rain are coming up next month. For now we snooze and try not to exert ourselves... the air is that bad. Chang Mai was #5 worse AQ in the world this week. Udon is bad. Weak sun, orange sun, grey pall... covers all.
April is the hot dry month. More analogous to August in Japan, I believe.
Thank you everyone. Now I just need to edit to correct rhythm!
Harlow Flick I consider hate and love to be two sides of passion and numbness and apathy to be their opposite.
🌸 pwheeler ~ love joy peace Somehow it flowed and was less than 50 words so it was easy to snip. There are many prompts that leave me gasping for air.
kingoffjer As soon as I had the image of a two-way highway I was good to go. Analogies must be obvious as 40 words doesn't allow for explanation. I was happy with this one. 1st person makes it more personal and in-your-face. Fortunately, it works with this piece.
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