By: Philippa Lane

 Blue floats and hovers
it never comes to rest
its scent is distant bonfires
its touch moth-breath

Blue is man-child
with spiritual eyes
a stranger in a room
who isn't one
soft down on upper lip
felt without touch

it is dreaming at night
of what is not and cannot be
it is gauze-vision
half-reality

it is a shaky signature
on a typewritten page
seen through mist

Blue is pain that is borne alone

it is quena music
bone-notes quavering over absent flesh
in death worship

yawns are for want of blue
and partially for having it

Blue is pigeons
and siamese cats
and snow shadows
it is for ever
stretching

it is ten billion spindles
weaving blue fabric endlessly

it is the certain
uncertainty

(Nov.2004)
(Senneville, Quebec)


Philippa Lane


Daily Quote: I can forgive, but I cannot forget, is only another way of saying, I will not forgive. Forgiveness ought to be like a canceled note - torn in two, and burned up, so that it never can be shown against one.
- Henry Ward Beecher

Linguist Corner-ITALIAN: estraneo: stranger / noun
Example sentence: Non invitare estranei a casa, per favore.
Translation: Please do not invite strangers into the house.

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By: Robert Anderson

  emotion escapes from what was just
a love-lit haven --
darkness bequeaths sufficiently,
like as all my embracing thoughts,
to drown the surrendering earth
tonight

it moans for you,
oh, for how eloquence formalizes in
the way you've expired
[as all angels know]
that unforgiving puddles articulate their sting
from the windows of my own secret-self
while i aim to glance meagerly
into your depth

dreams aren't enough
yet all i have to ever hold you anymore
as you lay appealingly amid the bed we made
breathing in your satisfaction
for how you graced such denouement into light

i yearn you again-- have always yearned you and pray
it is enough to ever take you in

because until the day i die
i'll ever confide in only you...
your beauty: my aphrodisiac

and i swear i love you.


Robert Anderson


Daily Quote: A table, a chair, a bowl of fruit and a violin;
what else does a man need to be happy?
- Albert Einstein

Linguist Corner-SPANISH: suerte, noun / luck
“Lucky be a lady tonight” is a famous line from a song, and for Spanish speakers luck, la suerte, is as important as it is for English speakers. Sometimes la suerte is kind to us:
Example:
Tuvo muchísima suerte de salir del accidente.
He was incredibly lucky to survive the accident.

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By: Tatyana Carney
Take me to Crete,
or take me to Rhodes
Please Mediterranean
me in my soul
Salt me in waters
which lapped at the feet
of every sentinel
army's defeat
Blue me in atmospheres
sun up my core
Forgetting me there
makes me just want it more
Take me to Rhodes,
or take me to Crete
Please Mediterranean
me to complete...

Tatyana Carney
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A vacation is having nothing to do and all day to do it in.
-Robert Orben

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By: Robert Anderson

an intervention ferried by your light
deep in my dreams kissed on a tree that wilts
the leaves were ripe again, revived, the sight
had brought my tears to stream then stole my guilt
you touched its root then bore and sowed your seed
as if to say 'oh, come and see again...
the very essence of the strength you need'
then took my breath and soon my every pain
i felt that callous veil of darker days
begin to lift then i was reassured
and learned that stewing in my weary ways
could cost me more than i've ever endured
if my immortal soul turned to debris
before you saved that tree, would i still see?


Robert Anderson


Daily Quote: Friends share our pain and touch our wounds with a gentle and tender hand.
- Henri Nouwen

Linguist Corner-ITALIAN: meritare: to deserve / verb.
Example: Firenze è una città bellissima che merita assolutamente una visita.
Translation: Florence is a very beautiful city that absolutely deserves a visit.


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By: Robert Anderson
My belovéd

I am within a void if not with the inspiration of your soul, without the very essence that is you. I have only recently discovered what true weariness is; a weariness unlike any I have ever endured before. And long before there was you my pen gleamed, with no satisfaction might I add, for the day I would die insufferably. You have gone now, it seems. When the day ceases and I realize how solitude has claimed me, I mourn. With that I bare to you a confession: I often wish my thoughts would leave me...only I am haunted by them which in turn suppresses my heart and feeds on the shadow of my soul. Why belovéd, have we drifted? Enclosed with this letter is a poem I wrote in adoration of you and my heart shall ache to hear you recite it. Oh, if for that moment belovéd I weep or die, forgive me.

Yours faithfully,

Robert.

Daily Quote: It is not that love is blind. It is that love sees with a painter's eye, finding the essence that renders all else background.
~Robert Brault

Linguist Corner-FRENCH: plaire / to please
Example:
French: Ton cadeau me plaît énormément, merci.
English: Your gift pleases me hugely, thank you.

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By: Gray Gabriel

In the corner of my eye
I see you all the time
In parks and in the moonlight
In clouds where wind does chime

In the corner of my eye
You stand so still and wait
And disappear
When I ask
Or even if I state.

In the corner of my eye
You have the whole blue sea
You're drowning in my head
And my eyes want to be free!

And though I love to see you
In my dreams or in the sky
I wish you were else where
But the corner of my eye.


Gray Gabriel

Daily Quote: "The girl in the window won't drop."
-Jim Morrison

Linguist's Corner-ITALIAN: saltare / to jump / verb
Example:
Per toccare il soffitto con il dito dovete saltare molto in alto.
Translation:
To touch the ceiling with your finger you have to jump very high.