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of her electric hair ...

Posted on November 29, 2007 by Judith Meskill

of her electric hair ...
Originally uploaded by jude

"... 'Tis customary as we part
A trinket -- to confer --
It helps to stimulate the faith
When Lovers be afar --
 
'Tis various -- as the various taste --
Clematis -- journeying far --
Presents me with a single Curl
Of her Electric Hair -- ..."
 
Emily Dickinson
 
(my current fascination is with: emily dickinson; dictionary of image; complete herbal; and noise, textures and layers ... xo)

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excelling violet ...

Posted on November 28, 2007 by Judith Meskill

excelling violet ...
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"... I SEE thee better in the dark,
I do not need a light.
The love of thee a prism be
Excelling violet ..."
 
Emily Dickinson

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seed dancers ...

Posted on November 27, 2007 by Judith Meskill

seed dancers ...
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milkweed dancers in the shade
twisting gayly in the breeze
'bout to fly off through the glade
tripping lightly as you please ...
 
judith meskill

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elegy of integrity ...

Posted on November 26, 2007 by Judith Meskill

elegy of integrity ...
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"... After all Birds have been investigated and laid aside,
Nature imparts the little Blue-Bird -- assured
Her conscientious Voice will soar unmoved
Above ostensible Vicissitude.
 
First at the March -- competing with the Wind --
Her panting note exalts us -- like a friend --
Last to adhere when Summer cleaves away --
Elegy of Integrity ..."
 
Emily Dickinson

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the autumn poets sing ...

Posted on November 25, 2007 by Judith Meskill

the autumn poets sing ...
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"... Besides the Autumn poets sing
A few prosaic days
A little this side of the snow
And that side of the Haze --
 
A few incisive Mornings --
A few Ascetic Eves --
Gone -- Mr. Bryant's "Golden Rod" --
And Mr. Thomson's "sheaves."
 
Still, is the bustle in the Brook --
Sealed are the spicy valves --
Mesmeric fingers softly touch
The Eyes of many Elves --
 
Perhaps a squirrel may remain --
My sentiments to share --
Grant me, Oh Lord, a sunny mind --
Thy windy will to bear! ..."
 
Emily Dickinson

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the name of it is autumn ...

Posted on November 24, 2007 by Judith Meskill

the name of it is autumn ...
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"... The name -- of it -- is "Autumn" --
The hue -- of it -- is Blood --
An Artery -- upon the Hill --
A Vein -- along the Road --
 
Great Globules -- in the Alleys --
And Oh, the Shower of Stain --
When Winds -- upset the Basin --
And spill the Scarlet Rain --
 
It sprinkles Bonnets -- far below --
It gathers ruddy Pools --
Then -- eddies like a Rose -- away --
Upon Vermilion Wheels -- ..."
 
Emily Dickinson

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hello there ...

Posted on November 23, 2007 by Judith Meskill

hello there ...
Originally uploaded by jude

hello there, look at me,
i'm a rooster, you can see,
crowing to my heart's content,
here i'm standing, just to vent,
happy that i'm no turkey,
so tomorrow here i'll be ...
 
judith meskill

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rose hip lamp ...

Posted on November 22, 2007 by Judith Meskill

rose hip lamp ...
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"... The Poets light but lamps-
Themselves-go out-
The Wicks they stimulate-
If vital Light
 
Inhere as do the Sun-
Each Age a lens
Disseminating their
Circumference- ..."
 
Emily Dickinson

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the last chrysanthemum ...

Posted on November 21, 2007 by Judith Meskill

the last chrysanthemum ...
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"... Had it a reason for delay,
Dreaming in witlessness
That for a bloom so delicately gay
Winter would stay its stress? ..."
 
Thomas Hardy

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wayward floating body redux ...

Posted on November 20, 2007 by Judith Meskill

wayward floating body redux ...
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"... When we come to it
We must confess that we are the possible
We are the miraculous, the true wonders of this world
That is when, and only when
We come to it ..."
 
Maya Angelou

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fire and ice ...

Posted on November 19, 2007 by Judith Meskill

fire and ice ...
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"... Some say the world will end in fire,
Some say in ice.
From what I've tasted of desire
I hold with those who favor fire.
But if it had to perish twice,
I think I know enough of hate
To say that for destruction ice
Is also great
And would suffice ..."
 
Robert Frost

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bittersweet ...

Posted on November 18, 2007 by Judith Meskill

bittersweet ...
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"... here is the deepest secret nobody knows
(here is the root of the root and the bud of the bud
and the sky of the sky of a tree called life;which grows
higher than the soul can hope or mind can hide)
and this is the wonder that's keeping the stars apart
i carry your heart(i carry it in my heart) ..."
 
e.e.cummings

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an everywhere of silver ...

Posted on November 17, 2007 by Judith Meskill

an everywhere of silver ...
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"... An everywhere of silver,
With ropes of sand
To keep it from effacing
The track called land ..."
 
Emily Dickinson

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cedar waxwing ...

Posted on November 16, 2007 by Judith Meskill

cedar waxwing ...
Originally uploaded by jude

this waxwing saw the red tail i saw too,
he fidgeted all over in the tree,
he looked so handsome against all that blue,
but kept his eyes on red tail, just like me ...
 
judith meskill

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first frost ...

Posted on November 15, 2007 by Judith Meskill

first frost ...
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"... I KNOW a place where summer strives
With such a practised frost,
She each year leads her daisies back,
Recording briefly, "Lost."
 
But when the south wind stirs the pools
And struggles in the lanes,
Her heart misgives her for her vow,
And she pours soft refrains
 
Into the lap of adamant,
And spices, and the dew,
That stiffens quietly to quartz,
Upon her amber shoe ..."
 
Emily Dickinson

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