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...and they lived happily ever after. Smith & Lady: poets, artists, photographers & adventurers.
Our relationship was forged to the soundtrack of Yoko Ono's magic,
frenetic, love-laden song, "Walking On Thin Ice." ( play song )
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Archive for the ‘Relationships’ Category
Saturday, March 19th, 2016
Mom
Gramma was so big then
her being old and me being new
in the shower at the pool, her belly
like the Venus of Gagarino, Rorate
Coeli – rain down the savior – legitimate
mystery of the shower’s sluice dripping
in points from her gray pubic hair
a holy wonder for me
Now you have little ones –
are you frank? Do you have steam boiled
practices in their polaroid memories?
Is it like learning for the first time
how to ride a bike, amazed by
whatever made this happen?
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Friday, July 10th, 2015
Men as beautiful as women
Flash of earring, hair straight as
train rail, reality of an individual’s hand
musing a feather like a fan dance by Martha Graham
entree to walk in the secret garden
of thought, love quest echoing
in canyons, mind calling soul
Some people call it the happiest place on earth,
those who lived in Paradise Valley, Yamosöpö tuviwarai,
before clash of Paiute and Spanish, slave traffic
melding into the fusion of their children
like sand falling from story-telling hands
strange comfort of syncretism
over centuries
~ Lady
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Thursday, June 11th, 2015
Whim steps to garden path
Growth loads jewelweed’s spring
Wood’s xylem shades us
~ Lady
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Thursday, June 4th, 2015
A kneeling person
in a sunken cathedral
haloed by the universe’s concern
like an x marks the spot
Christ on the cross
Knights playing lofty
games of giant chess on the
battlefield of conflicting ideals,
honor and secrets
Live and love
persistent flapping prayer flags,
a Buddhist monk flying, an asexual actor
trailing through bowing flowers kissed by
pursed lips of blowing wind
hugging flow xoxo
Women, too, claiming stakes
not only moon, but sun, too
~ Lady
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Saturday, May 30th, 2015
Ancestors
of part of an agrarian past
holding baskets of now
heirloom produce–
the tomato
and smiling forever
Or in tall, dignified finery
in an ancient hall, kind of slow
and lacking in color
Or in an exhale
let into relaxed
and painless air
sans worry
And there’s us
too often with our calculators
days locked inside brains
Or better sometimes, looking
and listening
All of it, living and past–
Connected
to everything on the backdrop
of the cosmos – deeper and deeper
starry mirror
Us
clumping together
bits of moving dust
in sentient host
~ Lady
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Thursday, May 21st, 2015
Gracias
Roses spilling blooming fountains
blossoming from hand, ribbons dangling down
tokens appreciating life during rites
of life
Where did roses come from? How is it
they are so beautiful, so cultivated?
Did The Universe know they would be
prized and make them, these queens
of flowers?
Or is it just that we decided–an elevation
of taste like chrysanthemums
in Asia?
Birds sing signalling redemption,
this new day, this new season
deliveries of fresh dawns
relentless freshness
And their lungs,
so many varied synrinx whistles
warbling signature songs through
music box throats–
What shape the key but
a kind of sheer permeating cheer?
~ Lady
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Monday, May 11th, 2015
Thuvian throatsong, patter of Cherokee drums,
congregation of tents, comfortable nests of campfire
communities, dogs settled in the dirt thumping tails
once in a while, watching, trusting, us on our beat-up
old couch surrounded by third floor art–so many centers
of the world in their own sweet ways
so thankful
~ Lady
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Friday, May 8th, 2015
Held on a leash in life’s lease,
the buttresses of relaxation we hurriedly make
outside bookends of workdays for the great big
blue-green-tan-white panorama
of Nature
Beneath sky blue or
the wrinkled brow of clouds’ introspection
I want to walk, walk in and under and marvel
on this marble of planet
Longer stays in the knit of what matters
Idylls of Heaven on Earth
and Heaven in Heaven
~ Lady
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Tuesday, May 5th, 2015
Spinning dust around clump of star
banging itself into planet, battered matter
germinating feather, fishscale, skin and chitin
Years around sun like cyclical menstruation,
seasons ringing into the layers of trees, canopy
provisions bearing fruit, leaf, bark, home, even
exoskeleton appetizers for woodpeckers
Early histories of harmony, isotopic evolution
in Earth over time traced by argon, potassium,
lead and hafnium, rock rebar and feather thread–
the interrelations of things
~ Lady
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Saturday, May 2nd, 2015
Of honeyed pastries sampled by cupids bows of beestung lips, of truth’s shimmering antimony, of galena’s grit, poison powdered from the monadnock to kohl the pretty eyes of infants of India, of beautiful dreamers destroying nightmares, the bewilderment of complex confusions, dazzling disarrays brushed into the great mother’s dustpan, reverently tucked up and put away, of murmur’s collected chorus wandering under the scintillating cast of wondering stars
~ Lady
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