I am not a bee…

October 24, 2008

I’m not a bee, that flies away from smoke,

Nor a ghost that fades at burning aloes,

Nor a broken bridge, washed off by the flood,

Nor so needy that I balk when beauty sulks.

 

Rumi

 

 

Both Photos: John Running

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Stationery

October 22, 2008

Dominic Arizona Bonuccelli

Accordionist For Alpine Wedding Riffleber Switzerland

Accordionist For Alpine Wedding Riffleber Switzerland

The
moon did not become the sun.

It
just fell on the desert

in
great sheets, reams

of
silver handmade by you.

The
night is your cottage industry now,

the
day is your brisk emporium.

The
world is full of paper.

Write
to me.

 

Agha
Shahid Ali

 

 Manolis Tsantakis

John Running

John Running Salina Old Farmhouse Northern Arizona Salina

John Running Salina Old Farmhouse Northern Arizona Salina

I do not love you except because I love you;
I go from loving to not loving you,
From waiting to not waiting for you
My heart moves from cold to fire.

I love you only because it’s you the one I love;
I hate you deeply, and hating you
Bend to you, and the measure of my changing love for you
Is that I do not see you but love you blindly

Maybe January light will consume
My heart with its cruel
Ray, stealing my key to true calm.

In this part of the story I am the one who
Dies, the only one, and I will die of love because I love you,
Because I love you, Love, in fire and blood.

Pablo Neruda

Making a Statement David J Nightingale

Making a Statement David J Nightingale

Chromasia David J Nightingale