“For this is one of the miracles of love; it gives – to both, but perhaps especially to the woman – a power of seeing through its own enchantments and yet not being disenchanted.”
C.S. Lewis, A Grief Observed 
the kids waving through the kitchen window —
all this happens as a coda to the dream about
Kim Novak, and I suddenly understand the difference
between Apollo and Dionysus, between beauty and the
Beast of the Reading Room.
After Reading ‘Four Quartets’
— for John A.Scott
TRANTER
http://johntranter.com/poems/fugitive.shtml
A song she heard
Of cold that gathers
Like winter’s tongue
Among the shadows
It rose like blackness
In the sky
That on volcano’s
Vomit rise
A Stone of ruin
From burn to chill
Like black moonrise
Her voice fell still…
Robert Fanney
— Kahlil Gibran
“I want a life that sizzles and pops and makes me laugh out loud. And I don’t want to get to the end, or to tomorrow, even, and realize that my life is a collection of meetings and pop cans and errands and receipts and dirty dishes. I want to eat cold tangerines and sing out loud in the car with the windows open and wear pink shoes and stay up all night laughing and paint my walls the exact colour of the sky right now. I want to sleep hard on clean white sheets and throw parties and eat ripe tomatoes and read books so good they make me jump up and down, and I want my everyday to make God belly laugh, glad that he gave life to someone who loves the gift.”
― Shauna Niequist, Cold Tangerines: Celebrating the Extraordinary Nature of Everyday Life
Marriage a book of which the first chapter is written in poetry and the remaining chapters written in prose.
– Beverly Nichols
http://www.thatsamoreweddings.com/en/wedding-proverbs.php
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― Emma Watson
“When the music changes, so does the dance”
Hausa
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Petit Testament
In the twenty-fifth year of my age
I find myself to be a dromedary
That has run short of water between
One oasis and the next mirage
And having despaired of ever
Making my obsessions intelligible
I am content at last to be
The sole clerk of my metamorphoses.
Begin here:
Ern Malley
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sites 2c http://www.motherlandnigeria.com/proverbs.html#WisdomAge
http://jacketmagazine.com/17/ern-poems.html
foto – repton railway bridge dec 09
Sun Before the Long Wait
Jill Jones
Break gods on the steps under a forgotten sun
unwind what goes along, and what is led
fears that can’t approve or anxieties listen
time toughs the excuses out
having been released from the long wait.
site 2c – http://homepages.tig.com.au/~jpjones/brokenopen.html
foto – bello champagne dec 09
the old proverbial recovery through ancient eyes
THE OLD PROVERBIAL RECOVERY 