One of those evenings when only a Beethoven piano sonata will do. I haven’t listened to one in about a decade. but still! the time is now.

naps are very important after intense sessions!

Everything has either faded or fallen, but yet this witch hazel has burst into bloom.

Possible again tonight

a new small post on 柏舟 ("Cypress Boat") from the Book of Songs (c 600 BCE). My heart is not a mirror To reflect what others will My heart is not a stone It cannot be rolled My heart is not a mat It cannot be folded away 我心匪鑑 不可以茹 我心匪石 不可轉也 我心匪席 不可卷也 #everynightapoem chowleen.substack.com

I found this ticket stub in the pocket of an old coat and have absolutely no memory of seeing it. Since it's a Coen brothers film, a rewatch is in order.

Mulling over this list today. I’ve read some but there’s many to go. www.virago.co.uk/imprint/lbbg...

The chickadees have a lot to say this morning.

This is so charming. apnews.com/article/louv...

November is for Jean Follain

What is your favourite bird? These little sparrows are a detail of a two-fold painted and embroidered screen by Takeuchi Seihō.

The wide leg pants out now are much better than the ones I wore in the 00's. And I daresay, they may be even wider.

Another Robert Bly miniature. Really feeling the presence of his old friend James Wright in this one.

word farmer

Even those who love movies may feel that they can't always handle the emotions that a film heats up. They need to talk to friends, to read critics, in order to understand why they're reacting as they are, and whether it's an aberration or others feel the same way. (1976)

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Clouds shift and the light moves.

a hazy darkness—yet the moon, Denise Levertov, “Alchemy”

Just started this because there's no way I can say no

Anyhow, have you seen Rama Duwaji's illustrated ceramics? They are so moving! www.ramaduwaji.com/ceramics

Eating my dinner and minding my own business, looked out the kitchen window and there's the moon gazing down, already so big and full! Just the other day it was a skinny little thing

I don't believe in slippers that don't cover the ankles. I live too far north for such nonsense.

I really love this Vincent Van Gogh quote: "To do good work one must eat well, be well housed, have one's fling from time to time, smoke one's pipe, and drink one's coffee in peace." No romanticizing the starving artist. Van Gogh said UBI all the way.

the great horned owls are calling and the air is cool and crisp.

A most unexpected mention of Proust (and his father!) while reading Love in the Time of Cholera. The man is everywhere. #AContination25

I was going to attend the ball of ghosts and witches, A delegation would appear there in masks and wigs, And dance, unrecognized, in the chorus of the living. Czeslaw Milosz, All Hallow's Eve #everynightapoem

'Action (2)' - Ono Tadashige, 2005. #Caturday #JapaneseArt

a poem I adore for this early evening by Jean Follain

Halloween's afternoon attire

@mischmaschmishka.bsky.social I finally found some gingko nuts! At first I thought the woman who walked past me smelled bad but then I realized it was the tree. 😂 if it wasn't for the smell (and for you telling me about them), I would have missed them.

a crescendo

Another evening of watching the crescent moon. More leaves fallen and the moon a little more full.

Cathedral yellow

For the height of this sort of deliciousness is to have nothing but the blanket between you and your snugness and the cold of the outer air

Enough leaves have fallen so that I can see the little waxing crescent moon through the tree branches once more.

The yellows of autumn

"green leaves or fallen leaves become one -- in the flowering snow" Chiyo-ni (images: Kaii Higashiyama)

Hawaiian purple sweet potatoes are so intensely purple. I had no idea.

So tired of goals. It's wou wei time.

Looking forward to the gingko trees turning yellow.

Made a pilgrimage. So much gratitude for H.D.

Maples don't have to be so adorable. And yet they are.

🪶 In the Ojibwe language, the word for chickadee is gijigijigaaneshiinh. To hear it pronounced (it sounds really cool) visit ojibwe.lib.umn.edu/m...

My favorite maple has begun to turn at last. It's the latest I've ever seen this happen.

A little language of dew, then. Denise Levertov, Craving

I had no idea Proust was so funny. His dinner parties are a joy to read. #AContinuation25