Kalilily Timemoments from the mountainmajor ear worm- May 31, 2008 It's been there all week. I can't get rid of it, no matter what other music I play. Famous Blue Raincoat. It's haunting me. As I'm immersed in music, I get this poem from and by Jim Culleny. The Pumpkin Harvesters Jim Culleny In town the cafs coffee buzz seeps into the street from under the door as a tender singer moans her song not as in the old days (as in rockabilly and rhythm and blues before) but with power chords and a fresh monotony My dad...http://www.kalilily.net/weblog/08/05/31/145104.html green doors- May 31, 2008 Green Doors Fences are a good thing and walls, too, as long as you can see over them. They lay the line, the bounds, hold space and sanctuary, designate, define the personal. Doors are necessary to fences and walls, access, of course, both ways. But I wonder what is it about closed doors that draws his eye, stark, silent green doors.. What is it about closed outside green doors, and only one nestled in the green of spring. elf 508http://www.kalilily.net/weblog/08/05/30/203132.html Myrln Monday Memoriam- May 26, 2008 For a while before his death in April, non-blogger Myrln (aka Bill Frankonis), posted here on Kalilily Time some kind of rant or other every Monday. Our daughter has been sending me some of his writings to post posthumously, but we were all away all weekend at the party Bill said in his will that he wanted. So, today, I post my second letter to the dead. Dear Bill: Were you whirling in your ashes as so many of those people whose lives you touched so meaningfully told stories about their...http://www.kalilily.net/weblog/08/05/26/184211.html the lone crow- May 23, 2008 For the first time ever, I see a lone crow wandering around the area of the bird feeders. At first I wonder if it's a grackle, but a quick look in the Audobon bird book confirms that, indeed, it is a crow. I leave tomorrow to join family and friends for my late once-husband's remembrance party. A lone crow, and thoughts of death. My mother is now losing her hair. Her digestive system is screwed up. She is always afraid, never satisfied or happy, constantly restless. I watch the crow ...http://www.kalilily.net/weblog/08/05/23/172732.html the last post-it- May 21, 2008 My late once-husband often sent me books that he thought I would like, after he read them. He always had an uncanny knack for selecting both books and music that I liked as much as he did. As I continue to clean out my "stuff," I moved a pile of books yesterday and found one I had forgotten about. And so I started reading it last night. He was right, again. From the Amazon review: Mixing magic and modernity, the acclaimed Orson Scott Card (Ender's Game) has woven threads of history,...http://www.kalilily.net/weblog/08/05/21/122423.html Myrln Monday: Legacy- May 19, 2008 Myrln is gone, but his spirit remains with us in the power of his words, thanks to our daughter, who salvaged his collection of writings. Legacy My children: I want to leave you something but what My images are either silver compound or airy theater both without example or duration: mere light reflecting a moment of existence. I was, my children, but how to prove that to you .http://www.kalilily.net/weblog/08/05/19/114901.html |