Then the letting go

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C o v e r   C h a r g e

South Carolina State Hospital, Defunct

Columbia

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After great pain, a formal feeling comes --

The Nerves sit ceremonious, like Tombs --

The stiff Heart questions was it He, that bore,

And Yesterday, or Centuries before?

The Feet, mechanical, go round --

Of Ground, or Air, or Ought --

A Wooden way

Regardless grown,

A Quartz contentment, like a stone --

This is the Hour of Lead --

Remembered, if outlived,

As Freezing persons, recollect the Snow --

First -- Chill -- then Stupor -- then the letting go -- 

= Emily Dickinson =

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Happy Saturday

Think about it

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I t ' s   A l l   A   B l u r

Old Barn

Lexington County, South Carolina

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Lord,

when you send the rain

think about it, please,

a little?

     

Do

not get carried away

by the sound of falling water,

the marvelous light

on the falling water.

         

I

am beneath that water.

It falls with great force

and the light

Blinds

me to the light.

= James Baldwin =

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Happy Friday

What we do is undone

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W i n g i n g   I t

Elmwood Cemetery

Columbia, South Carolina

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Red lights are flashing on the highway

I wonder if we're gonna ever get home

I wonder if we're gonna ever get home tonight

Everywhere the water's getting rough

Your best intentions may not be enough

I wonder if we're gonna ever get home tonight

But if you break down

I'll drive out and find you

If you forget my love

I'll try to remind you

And stay by you

When it don't come easy

I don't know nothing except change will come

Year after year what we do is undone

Time keeps moving from a crawl to a run

I wonder if we're gonna ever get home

You're out there walking down a highway

And all of the signs got blown away

Sometimes you wonder if you're

Walking in the wrong direction

But if you break down

I'll drive out and find you

If you forget my love

I'll try to remind you

And stay by you

When it don't come easy

So many things that I had before

That don't matter to me now

Tonight I cry for the love that I've lost

And the love I've never found

When the last bird falls

And the last siren sounds

Someone will say what's been said before

Some love we were looking for

But if you break down

I'll drive out and find you

If you forget my love, my love

I'm gonna try to remind you

And stay by you

When it don't come easy.

= Patricia J. Griffin =

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Happy Thursday

Joy always

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P u r p l i n g   H e r e

Back Fence

Columbia, South Carolina

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Let a joy keep you.

Reach out your hands

And take it when it runs by,

As the Apache dancer

Clutches his woman.

I have seen them

Live long and laugh loud,

Sent on singing, singing,

Smashed to the heart

Under the ribs

With a terrible love.

Joy always,

Joy everywhere --

Let joy kill you!

Keep away from the little deaths.

= Carl Sandburg =

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Happy Wednesday

Be sad and you lose them all

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P o w e r   S u r g e

Above a Tiny Downtown Graveyard

Lexington, South Carolina

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Laugh, and the world laughs with you

Weep, and you weep alone;

For the sad old earth must borrow its mirth,

But has trouble enough of its own.

Sing, and the hills will answer;

Sigh, it is lost on the air;

The echoes bound to a joyful sound,

But shrink from voicing care.

Rejoice, and men will seek you;

Grieve, and they turn and go;

They want full measure of all your pleasure,

But they do not need your woe.

Be glad, and your friends are many;

Be sad, and you lose them all, --

There are none to decline your nectared wine,

But alone you must drink life's gall.

Feast, and your halls are crowded;

Fast, and the world goes by.

Succeed and give, and it helps you live,

But no man can help you die.

There is room in the halls of pleasure

For a large and lordly train,

But one by one we must all file on

Through the narrow aisles of pain.

= Ella Wheeler Wilcox =

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Happy Tuesday