Tuesday, May 1, 2012

Night Rain (No Pictures, Just Words)

Some nights rain is a refuge, the foghorn's blast a blessing murmured half asleep.  She finds all the hidden places on those nights, piles memories on like worn quilts, forgets to listen for steps on the stairs.  She reaches for nothing, lets the curtains stay open, leaves the candle be.  What's a little darkness?  

Once she tasted night from a knife's edge in small, hard slices, but over time she has learned the art of the spoon, the small stir and sip, the warm, burnished curve that cools on the tongue, but never turns cold.  Night rain can fall all it wants.  She has her pages and cups and the rise and fall of a small life that needs hers.  

To be needed in the dark.  That is something to hook her heart and hold it fast until the light returns.

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  1. my god, but this is good. spoon lickin' good. xoxo

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  2. Thank you for this post. It's beautiful and inspirational. I love my own little blog, but life gets so frantic sometimes that I don't take the time to reflect and write properly. I hope the pictures will speak for themselves, but, when the words are well-spun, we don't need images to accompany them.

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    1. Your blog is pretty rockin', Marisa! Thanks for your generous words. I've promised myself that I'll include more freewrites like this one on the blog. I've been so busy with other work that I've been neglecting my blog writing, but May is my month to turn all that around!

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  3. this is the magic of words superbly woven creating beautiful pictures in the mind ...
    so, so beautiful {pleasing the senses or mind aesthetically} ... a gift i will read again and again and again.
    thank you, dear gigi ...
    xxo
    pg

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  4. Thank YOU, pg. Warm hugs to you. xo

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  5. Oh but there is a picture here...Not only a picture but sounds and smells too.

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    1. I'm so glad you can see it, too, my friend. xo

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  6. Your give such a wonderful visual. It's like word quilting. :)

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  7. It's great that you say that, McKenna, because I often refer to the drafting process using words like "stitching" or "piecing." I see it very much as a tactile, hands-on process! :)

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  8. Oh, Gigi. I have no words. None. You are a master.

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  9. Oh, my goodness, no, I am an apprentice! You are a love, though, my friend. x

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  10. This is so exquisite, Gigi...With words you weave pictures. Each work offers an image. And I love these words... "art of the spoon...to be needed in the dark..." There is nothing like a rainy night and a heart holding so much. :o) It's lovely to be here and catch up you with after being away for some days ((HUGS))

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    1. Thank you so much, Tracy! I hope your trip was spectacular! I'll be over to catch up with you about it very soon. xo

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  11. There is something about this that scoops me up and holds me in a warm and comforting embrace. Thank you for that.

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  12. Love that last line... and all your exquisite photographs... have just ordered View with a a Grain of Sand on your recommendation... I would love to read your thesis - or part of it, if you still have a copy lying around somewhere. Your course sounded amazing - am just done with the first half of my Masters course in Creative Writing... but poetry sadly isn't a part of this course at all.

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  13. gorgeous images created with words.

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  14. this is just gorgeous…and worth reading second time!

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