Monday Morning Musings:
A brush with green,
Earth-spirits, forest soul beckons
absorb the magic, it vanishes quickly
as orange sherbet sky melts
into the blue expanse
Lies bait the hook
they swallow eagerly
as they swim to shore,
emerging with myopic eyes
fins turned to fists, grasping at shadows.
Statement of the day,
Dust off your father’s memory,
what if you saw your parents as children?
Love rekindled. Turn the page, again.
Dreams of motors and motion–
helicopters, airplanes, buses, trains.
Something insidious you fear, but wait
there’s a twist–a cat purrs in your ear,
a snore from the pillow beside you.
Light transported, prismed colors soar
and sing, celestial harmonies,
secrets we’re born knowing, but forget
even stars die,
I breathe their sparkle, hear their song.
I generated another set of words, different from Jane’s set yesterday, and used them to write a cadralor.
After heat, storms, and humidity, this weekend we got some cool, dry, sunny weather. The January 6 Committee Hearings continue, and their revelations are even more awful than I thought they would be. However, nature has brought magic in the form of deer, eagles, and some beautiful days. We went to Auburn Road Winery for a pre-Father’s Day celebration. I baked my husband his favorite cookies for Father’s Day and gave him a pillow to replace one I ruined.
Merril’s Movie, Theater, TV Club:
We watched Petite Maman, a new movie by French director Céline Sciamma. (Her highly acclaimed Portrait of a Lady on Fire has been in my queue for ages, so I will need to watch it soon.) There’s not much of a story, but it’s a sweet, tender film—just what I needed to see. The title is a clue. I really liked it.
We saw another strange version of The Cherry Orchard, this one called The Orchard. We saw the virtual version. I really loved Mikhail Baryshnikov as Chekhov and Firs. Madame Ranevskaya was also excellent. I liked the virtual opening and closing, and the acting was good, but if I didn’t know the story, I probably would have been lost. Was the robotic arm/camera symbolic? Were there allusions to the current invasion of Ukraine? Perhaps. Here’s one review.
We finished the current episodes of Stranger Things (two more episodes drop on July 1). We both have enjoyed this new season. We started the latest Star Trek, Star Trek: Strange New Worlds. It’s a prequel to the original Star Trek, and it follows Capt. Pike and his crew, including intern Uhura.
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Thank you, Michael!
Thank you. 😊
Lovely poetry and Happy Summer Solstice Eve. I loved this, Merril. ❤
Thank you so much, Colleen.
Happy Solstice Eve to you, too. 🌞 💙
Thanks Merril. ☀️
You’re welcome 😄
Some of your photos, especially the first one, look like they could be paintings! I love traveling through your poetry 🙂
Thank you so much, Marie!
I was really pleased with that photo, too–and no filter. 😊
Gorgeous, Merril! I love the photo of you and your father…you look so happy. Thanks for sharing! xo
Thank you very much, Jill!
I think he looks quite dapper there. ❤️
I love your cadralor and accompanying photos. Beautiful recap of your week.
And just how did you ruin Doug’s original pillow anyway? 😉
Thank you so much, Dale.
I wondered if someone (aka Dale) would ask that. I washed it, that’s all. 🤣 He didn’t really care, but I thought the Father’s Day pillow was fun.
And…am I that predictable? 😂🤣
Thank you! 😊
You’re very welcome!
Thank you! 🙂
I love that first photograph, nature’s color palette at his best. You were a beautiful, happy bride! The photo of the deer reminds me of the work of an early 20th-century New England painter, whose name I’ve been trying to remember for weeks!
Thank you very much, Liz!
If you remember the artist, let me know. 😊
That photo of my dad and me popped up in my FB memories, and it made me happy to see it. My older child wore my gown when they got married.
You’re welcome, Merril! I finally found the painter. Wallace Nutting. The image I’m thinking of with the deer is a hand-tinted photograph.
Oh, very cool, Liz!
I saw a little fawn this morning. 💙
Love this: “secrets we’re born knowing, but forget
even stars die,
I breathe their sparkle, hear their song.”
I’ve been pondering what we know, what is already there but we’ve forgotten so seeing this in your words was… interesting. Synchronous? Something like that. 🙂 Your walks always look so magical. And for this one time in our history, I’ve seen a film before you did. We watched Portrait of a Lady on Fire sometime last year.
Synchronicity seems to flow through WP somehow. 🙂
I do like walking early in the morning. It’s very quiet.
It’s funny we actually saw previews for Portrait of a Lady on Fire in a theater pre-Covid. (Not that my husband would remember. 😏) I’m not sure why we haven’t seen it yet.
You have such beautiful scenery for your morning walks! And it does somewhat take the edge off the horrors of the “real” world.
Looks like a good weekend celebration too. (K)
Thank you, Kerfe. I am fortunate to have some lovely areas nearby.
I seldom know the technicality of the poetic forms you choose, but I love way you so often engage all our senses – as in this sublime serenade
Thank you very much, Derrick. That means so much! 💙
Gorgeous cadralor and lovely pics, Merril.
Thank you so much, Punam!
Sorry, I missed Monday altogether. It was a bit of a blur anyway.
Your words suited your mood and your day. That’s how it’s supposed to work 🙂 I’m always astonished how much you do in a week!
Thank you–and here I am thinking I don’t get anything done. 😏
I think I’ve had a full day if I clean the cat litter and deflea the dogs 🙂
🤣🤣🤣 I’m busy not writing a test assignment right and not doing some other things either while I watch Ricky sleep. He’s snoring. 💙
Ha ha! I love it when cats snore 🙂
I know! I don’t know why it’s soothing when it’s cats, but so annoying when it’s people. 🤣
Yes, you’re right. Quieter maybe.
Beautiful images of dawn, Merril – and I love the photo from your wedding!
Thank you very much, Ingrid!
Adore these sample platters of poetry!
Is that you on your wedding day?
So, you ruined hubby’s pillow making cookies for him! 🙄😉
Great shots here, Merril. The first one is spectacular!
Thank you so much, Resa.
Yes, that’s me with my dad on my wedding day. My older child wore the gown when they got married.
I ruined his pillow because I washed it! 🤣
Ahh, what a beautiful shot! How neat that the gown was worn at your older daughter’s wedding. Romantic +
Gee, lol, perhaps laundry is not your forte?
Yeah, they altered it a bit, but we call it “our gown” now. 💙
Hahaha. There was a rip in the pillow. 🙂 This one is nicer anyway.