If French is the language of love, then German is the language of f*cking. ~ Not known

I may have heard that somewhere else. ^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^
Gee puddin are you reading my mind?

Consorting with Angels

I was tired of being a woman,
tired of the spoons and the post,
tired of my mouth and my breasts,
tired of the cosmetics and the silks.
There were still men who sat at my table,
circled around the bowl I offered up.
The bowl was filled with purple grapes
and the flies hovered in for the scent
and even my father came with his white bone.
But I was tired of the gender things.

Last night I had a dream
and I said to it...
'You are the answer.
You will outlive my husband and my father.'
In that dream there was a city made of chains
where Joan was put to death in man's clothes
and the nature of the angels went unexplained,
no two made in the same species,
one with a nose, one with an ear in its hand,
one chewing a star and recording its orbit,
each one like a poem obeying itself,
performing God's functions,
a people apart.

'You are the answer, '
I said, and entered,
lying down on the gates of the city.
Then the chains were fastened around me
and I lost my common gender and my final aspect.
Adam was on the left of me
and Eve was on the right of me,
both thoroughly inconsistent with the world of reason.
We wove our arms together
and rode under the sun.
I was not a woman anymore,
not one thing or the other.

O daughters of Jerusalem,
the king has brought me into his chamber.
I am black and I am beautiful.
I've been opened and undressed.
I have no arms or legs.
I'm all one skin like a fish.
I'm no more a woman
than Christ was a man.


Anne Sexton

Plans to protect air and water, wilderness and wildlife are in fact plans to protect man.--Stewart Udall

"You'll see it when you believe it."
~Wayne Dyer(f)


"For it was not into my ear you whispered, but into my heart. It was not my lips you kissed, but my soul."
~ Judy Garland(f)

Thought for the day
 

“There is nothing to writing. All you do is sit down at a typewriter and bleed.”
― Ernest Hemingway

“Don't tell me the moon is shining; show me the glint of light on broken glass.”
― Anton Chekhov

“The phoenix hope, can wing her way through the desert skies, and still defying fortune's spite; revive from ashes and rise.”

Miguel de Cervantes Saavedra

We do not cry because we are weak, we cry because we have been strong for too long. ~ Unknown

Hope is a wonderful thing, something to be cherished and nurtured, and something that will refresh us in return. And it can be found in each of us, and it can bring light into the darkest of places. (Anonymous)

(Regarding my fight against cancer):
It isn't anything like bravery. It is more like doing what I need to do to win.
Bravery isn't selfish. Me keeping the faith, staying positive through the fear and wanting to survive, is. ~ Aryon

Some days there won't be a song in your heart. Sing anyway. ~Emory Austin


You gain strength, courage and confidence by every experience in which you really stop to look fear in the face. ~Eleanor Roosevelt

“How vain it is to sit down to write when you have not stood up to live.”
― Henry David Thoreau

--Gwen Sharp
 

Snow snow snow
 

Intense love does not measure, it just gives.--Mother Teresa