“ For to know nothing is nothing, not to know anything likewise, but to be beyond knowing anything, to know you are beyond knowing anything, that is when peace enters in, to the soul of the incurious seeker.”from Samuel Beckett's Molloy
I have eaten
the plums
that were in
the icebox
and which
you were probably
saving
for breakfast
Forgive me
they were delicious
so sweet
and so cold
(This Is Just To Say by Williams Carlos Williams, 1962)
"She liked anything orange: leaves; some moons; marigolds; chrysanthemums; cheese; pumpkin, both in pie and out; orange juice; marmalade. Orange is bright and demanding. You can't ignore orange things." from the novel The Girl Who Circumnavigated Fairyland in a Ship of Her Own Making by Catherynne M. Valente
I'm a mother, rabid online gamer, bellydancer, Appalachian Trail thru-hiker and voracious reader. I don't have television reception or know how to "tweet". My mother read me Poe at bedtime when I was little which has instilled in me a life long love of all things morbid and disturbing.