Friday, March 24, 2017

A swoony post from the archives

Unicorns are immortal. It is their nature to live alone in one place: usually a forest where there is a pool clear enough for them to see themselves-for they are a little vain, knowing themselves to be the most beautiful creatures in all the world, and magic besides.
~Peter S. Beagle

I've been working on Poetry Month stuff but I didn't know what to post today, so I raided the archives.

The Poetry Friday round-up is at Reading to the Core. Thanks, Catherine!

Thursday, March 23, 2017

August Macke

Among a thousand good men, a bullet hit an irreplaceable one.
~Franz Marc on the death of August Macke

Today's artist, German expressionist August Macke, lived from 1887-1914:

Painter, watercolorist, and decorative artist...also designed carpets and tapestries and made pottery and glass paintings...mobilized during first week of war; killed in action seven weeks later.

...As a fallen veteran, German officers protested the confiscation of his works and his inclusion as a degenerate artist by the Nazis. (information from the MoMA Collection)

Just a taste of info, but it makes you wonder, doesn't it? It seems as though there's a whole movie's worth of story there. I shared art by his friend Franz Marc a number of years ago, along with this info:
Marc volunteered to join the army during World War I. I read that "his name was on a list of notable artists to be withdrawn from combat in World War I. Before the orders were carried out, he was struck in the head and killed instantly by a shell splinter during the Battle of Verdun (1916)."

I'm fascinated by the list of artists that the government wanted to save, but I didn't see any more information about that.

And here is art by August Macke:

Woman in park
by August Macke

Hat Store
by August Macke

Ansicht vom Tegernsee
by August Macke

Cathedral of Freiburg, Switzerland
by August Macke

by August Macke

Zoologischer Garten
by August Macke

Angler am Rhein
by August Macke

Wednesday, March 22, 2017

Ways to take a break, with an example

Love to faults is always blind,
always is to joy inclined.
Lawless, winged, and unconfined,
and breaks all chains from every mind.
~William Blake

Good morning, y'all!

I posted a couple of extra times this week so Wellness Wednesday snuck up on me and I'm not ready. I'm posting the above drawing instead :-)

Also, here's my favorite basket, from the game last Sunday...watching it never grows old, imo:

Tuesday, March 21, 2017


I read as much poetry as time allows and circumstance dictates: No heartache can pass without a little Dorothy Parker, no thunderstorm without W. H. Auden, no sleepless night without W. B. Yeats.
~J. Courtney Sullivan

Celebrating World Poetry Day and Bach's birthday today!

I attempted Donna's blog scavenger hunt and deduced this:

Silence blooms
the world turns green
Another year
spinning around to throw
ferns unfurled
under trees *
pining for the fragrance of the forest
figments and fancies
play with me

(Is it right, Donna?)

* second attempt

And here's some Bach, performed by the Academy of St. Martin-in-the-Fields:

If you'd rather have the choral version:

Monday, March 20, 2017

Queen and Teens

Open your eyes, look up to the skies and see
~Freddie Mercury

Two songs related to my younger daughter today. The first is from a symphony that her orchestra performed earlier this month. It was epic! (Listen to this second if you want to end on a big note.)

Elena is planning on singing this next one for an audition. It's "Lifeboat" from the musical Heathers. It struck me that, in just one minute and thirty-eight seconds, this really sums up what high school can feel like.

Sunday, March 19, 2017

International Day of Happiness

I've got nothing to do today but smile.
~Paul Simon

March 20th is the U.N.'s International Day of Happiness. A good day to reassess how we can promote our own happiness and the happiness of others.

You can use the code HAPPY10 to shop the UNICEF Market before March 23rd and save 10% while helping children.

Friday, March 17, 2017

Scavenger Hunt

Rich the treasure,
Sweet the pleasure
~John Dryden

For this Poetry Friday, I'm sharing a literary scavenger hunt. This was a new concept to me, concocted by my older daughter last week for my birthday. She put together a poem with bits (1-6 words) from ten different books from her own bookcase.

The clues were things like "if you know only one contemporary poet... 85, 1" which led me to find the first line on the 85th page of a Billy Collins book. "Elena's bae, 11, 5" led me to Jane Austen, page 11, line 5. "D's the namesake, 89, last, 6" led me to Dashiell Hammett, page 89, last line, sixth word. "the only book in my favorite trilogy that I haven't read, 156, 13, 4-7" brought me to Marilynne Robinson, page 156, line 13, words 4-7.

It was quite a project for her, as you can imagine! It would be hard to do with anyone who you didn't share books with, but perhaps students or teachers could create a classroom literary scavenger hunt.

The compiled poem was:

My best beloved and approved friend,
Well, I'll be danged!
Another year.
The beauty of thy days:
this love for everyday things
and always
being a little silly and sweet.


Thanks, Ariana! xo

I was wondering whether it would be possible to do a literary scavenger hunt with blogs. I haven't figured out how, yet, though. I could say go here, 2, 3-10, but that would be too easy. Basically, it would work with clues to people's blogs, but doing clues to specific posts seems too tough. (There are fun possibilities...seems like something Donna might be able to make the most of!)


Life on the Deckle Edge has the Poetry Friday round-up today. Thanks, Robyn!