Spring is here this week, soft as the smell of warm baked cake. Gentle temperatures and tulips decorate our days. I've fallen from this blog, had my head in hospices, death, funerals and grief; dark, intimate spaces. I am also pregnant. So, I've been traveling in two directions, living in a place akin to Rilke's Double Kingdom. Orpheus comes and goes perpetually, as the poets come and go, roses blooming, falling and dying, only to bloom again. In the double kingdom voices are mild and eternal, mourning becomes music. So, maybe, I'll be saying goodbye to this space. Maybe, I'll step around here a little while longer. There are so many goodbyes and new beginnings...
4 comments:
nooo no goodbyes here...i love your writings here. it's a magical space here for me.
Oh lovely, lovely Mien...thank-you...
catching up backwards, I appreciate the baby post even more. sorry about the sadness.
Hello again Cynthia, replying to you. Better late than ever. Yes, there's been much deep sadness here, and joy, sadness and joy.
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