Thursday, 22 June 2017

A MIDSUMMER NIGHT'S DREAM




































































"I know a bank where the wild thyme blows,
where oxlips & the nodding violet grows,
quite over-canopied with luscious woodbine,
with sweet musk-roses & white eglantine:
There sleeps Titania sometime of the night,
lulled in these flowers with dances & delight."








Wishing you a magical midsummer.











words: William Shakespeare, A Midsummer Night's Dream
garden images taken at midsummer time in Provence
portraits of Ani, loveliness inside & out.)




















Sunday, 18 June 2017

GHOST OF JUNE
















"ghost of june,
i will always find you everywhere ~"












"in the madrigal of anastasia lilies;"










"the henna dusted tresses of twilight
spread over the baroque bed
of sleepy highways
tapering into a sheet of dust;" 











"in the shadows that junipers tattoo
over chiming brooks;"










"in the clairvoyant racket of ravens
promising the sylvan vagabond's homecoming."












images from an intoxicating drive on a weekend in June. 


x


















Monday, 12 June 2017

PIVOINE






















"The artist is the confidant in nature,
flowers carry on dialogues with him
through the graceful bending of their stems
& the harmoniously tinted nuances of their blossoms.
Every flower has a cordial word
which nature directs towards him."


~ Auguste Rodin























Sunday, 11 June 2017

SUNDAY SCENTS















weekend sounds:






blackbird in the backyard
laughter of friends around the dinner table
deep breaths




















weekend scents:


peonies
myrrhe balthazar
freshly soaped floors
steamy asparagus risotto wafting from the kitchen












today,
the company of my mother.
we plan to go out, 
perhaps visit a museum, 
sit in the sun with a coffee cup. 
a rare treat to have her all to myself for a moment.
















sweet sunday my dear friend.



x

























Thursday, 8 June 2017

SEMPLICE


































starting to feel it,
 simplicity 
whisked in by summer winds.

in the glass 
an effortless concoction
of a dollop of madagascar vanilla ice cream
swimming in a pool of espresso,
or drowning
affogato al caffè,
as the Italians call it.

half of the family disappeared
to the other side of Europe,
one quarter busy at his summer job,
i work, organise & play in a quiet house.















i wish you warm breezes,
with love.





x





























Friday, 26 May 2017

SKY CIRCLES






























Spring burst through the door
& painted everything blush, cotton and neon.
The warmer breeze
has released an air of ease.
The mind drifts to summer holidays
in a heat that soars to 
near-African temperatures.
I'm ready for the adventure. 


Until then,
the days continue to be filled
with words & photography editing for others.
And then I reward myself
by rummaging through the  hard drive
for one or two just for me,
for you,
like these ones.
I add my thing to them slowly,
smiling,
feeling the love,
wanting nothing but tenderness
& dreaminess,
as music fills the room.
There's freedom right there,
in that small moment.















It's freedom that always beckons,
and makes the thought of a total break
shine like a beacon.
To feel it rushing through the body,
leading by the hand to play (= to create), 
while I leave all expectations behind
(mine & others')
in a heap in the hallway.
And then,
at summer's end,
begin again,
with a clearer mind,
and a heart that's aligned.

(And I sit here writing this, thinking,
"but you've mulled on these same things before". 
 I look calmly in the eye and say,
"but darling, even if it's two steps back sometimes,
that, too, constitutes a journey.")











Let's make some sweeping sky circles this summer,
shall we?




x
































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