If you're new here, you may want to subscribe to my RSS feed. Thanks for visiting!A Coin. In keeping with this week’s review of a memoir of growing up in the Great Depression and World War II years, in which June Kilpatrick tells the stories of things that she has kept for their memories, like her mother’s ruby and pearl ring, is this poem about memory. Filsinger, Sara Teasdale, Mrs., portrait photograph. (Photo credit: Wikipedia) The Coin Into my heart’s treasury I slipped a coin That time cannot take Nor a thief purloin, – Oh, better than the minting Of a gold-crowned... (Read More ...)
Weekly Recap. Sunday, May 13, 2012 Last week, readers spent the most time on: An overview of LaGuardia airport highlighting crash site of USAir Flight 405 in the white circle. (Photo credit: Wikipedia) You Mean People Didn’t Get to America by Walking Across the Bering Strait? How Many Games of Online Scrabble Do You Have Going? How to Do Nothing with Nobody What Does It Take to Make an Egg Float? Forever Stamp. How Much Is a Postage Stamp? Last month, readers spent the most time on: How Can You Make a Plastic Bottle Cave In Without Touching It? You Mean People Didn’t Get to America... (Read More ...)
Grandparent Poems. Loss. A photograph of a 2 month old human infant, his mother, his maternal grandmother, and his maternal great-grandmother. Each person in this photograph gave birth to the next younger person thus showing four generations in one family photograph. (Photo credit: Wikipedia) I have a friend who lost his mother a few years ago. Every year, we release balloons on Mother’s Day To remember and honor our mothers. We write our mother’s name on the balloon And watch it float away into the sky. This year, for the first time, all four of us will be releasing balloons. One... (Read More ...)
Weekly Recap. Sunday, May 6, 2012 A near-ending game board, tiles and racks of the magnetic Pocket Scrabble (International, Mattel, Inc.) (Photo credit: Wikipedia) The most time spent on posts last week were: Can You Make Popcorn Kernels Dance? Me. Goldie Hawn. Glamma. Is There Something of Your Mother’s You Always Wanted? Did You Ever Embarrass Your Children? Grandmas. Poems. Wisdom. Ice Magic. The most time spent on posts last month were: What Does What You Eat Have to Do with Cancer? Cigarettes. Newborns. What Is Cornstarch? Emperor of All Maladies. Have You Ever Gone to the White... (Read More ...)
Grandmother. Poems. Wisdom. Grandmothers, having seen the arc of life, know how important it is to treasure it. The Welsh poet who authored this poem, W. H. Davies, settled down to a life of writing poetry, abandoning life as a tramp, after he fell from a train he was trying to hitch a ride on and lost his foot. W. H. Davies, London, November 24th, 1913 (Photo credit: Wikipedia) Leisure What is this life if, full of care, We have no time to stand and stare. No time to stand beneath the boughs And stare as long as sheep or cows. No time to see, when woods we pass, Where... (Read More ...)


