Bridges & Photos & Poems

Crossing the Mississippi River from La Crescent, Minnesota, into La Crosse, Wisconsin.downtown-la-crosse-13-bridge-across-mississippi-riverThis photo posted by Audrey Kletscher Helbling on her blog, Minnesota Prairie Roots.

The bridge on the left is my bridge, the one we walked across to get from our place along the Mississippi river to the other side. Pettibone Park and the swim beach awaited there. In the park there was also a lagoon where we ice skated in winter.

The bridge on the right, the smaller bridge, was added a few years back so now each is oneway. I was shocked to see the added bridge the last time I was home. The bridges are not the same color and certainly do not match in style. What offense to my childhood!

The erasure poem posted here on March 7, 2014, is about the bridge and river and sand. It’s about this bridge and a child’s feet that walked there with the past and the future, singing with the ghosts of time.

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Dragonflies & Others

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The kids below, from the nursery, look more like Canga dancers waiting for the music to start up. Then they’ll come alive with the dance, to begin.damselDFnurseryMfloss“Damselfly nursery. Some plants are very popular with egg-laying damselflies.”

Mental Floss magazine is promoting the book by Pieter van Dokkum. I think the photos by Mark Berkery shown here before, in Others, are better. They are certainly stunning and gorgeous. At least much more up close and personal. Maybe it’s a matter of personal preference. In any case, here’s The Joker, from

   MarkNature’s Place     I hope he has a book too, tho I don’t see one promoted on his blog pages. Maybe I’ve just missed it, mesmerized as I am by the photos themselves. (This is a katydid.)

World Poetry Day

There isn’t much to say about some poems. They speak for themselves and echo into the world.

Photo From BrainPickings Dylan Thomas—One of the best. Here’s a recording of Dylan reading his own poem. Posted on YouTube.

 

The Feminine

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Fabulous moon, wherein we draw in the feminine, this—this gives us life. Oh to be born during the night. To yowl first screams before the dawn. To sing of the hoof traces left panting and bloody in the snow.