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October 2, 2018
September 30, 2018
Happy Haiga Day!
If you have a vacation planned during the week of a SCOTUS nominee hearing, cancel your plans. Guaranteed the weather will be lousy and you'll be easily swept up in judiciary committee proceedings. After your holiday is over, you'll be more stressed than you were when you left work.
© Diane Mayr, all rights reserved.
Text:
Adirondack chairs
without occupants
...senate hearings
© Diane Mayr, all rights reserved.
Text:
Adirondack chairs
without occupants
...senate hearings
September 28, 2018
Poetry Friday--Busman's Holiday
On September 15, I attended the 4th annual New Hampshire Poetry Festival. The first three years it was held in downtown Manchester, this year it moved to New England College in Henniker. During the lunch break I took a walk in the picturesque little town. In typical "busman's holiday" form, I visited the local public library. (For those who don't know, I've been a public librarian in NH for 32 years.)
The Tucker Free Library, built in 1903, has typical classical lines. A look inside, though, was breathtaking. The well-preserved architectural details, and displays of town history, had me snapping photos with my iPhone. The woman at the front desk (whose name I neglected to get) answered my questions patiently, for which I am grateful.
Here are more photos, two of which I've enhanced with cherita. Enjoy!
© Diane Mayr, all rights reserved.
texting...
aware of her friends
who are miles away
totally unaware
that at any time
the sky could fall
Even the screen doors are a delight!
© Diane Mayr, all rights reserved.
Text:
sun-kissed Saturday afternoon
Winnie-the-Pooh
ponders the lack of readers
the children's librarian
sighs and counts the minutes
'til closing
The cherita above was written as if I were sitting in the children's room--it is no reflection on the young woman who worked in the children's room that day.
The happily retired Jone is hosting the Poetry Friday Round-Up at Deowriter.
The Tucker Free Library, built in 1903, has typical classical lines. A look inside, though, was breathtaking. The well-preserved architectural details, and displays of town history, had me snapping photos with my iPhone. The woman at the front desk (whose name I neglected to get) answered my questions patiently, for which I am grateful.
Here are more photos, two of which I've enhanced with cherita. Enjoy!
© Diane Mayr, all rights reserved.
texting...
aware of her friends
who are miles away
totally unaware
that at any time
the sky could fall
Even the screen doors are a delight!
© Diane Mayr, all rights reserved.
Text:
sun-kissed Saturday afternoon
Winnie-the-Pooh
ponders the lack of readers
the children's librarian
sighs and counts the minutes
'til closing
The cherita above was written as if I were sitting in the children's room--it is no reflection on the young woman who worked in the children's room that day.
The happily retired Jone is hosting the Poetry Friday Round-Up at Deowriter.
September 25, 2018
Haiku Sticky #472
A cherita squeezed onto a sticky!
© Diane Mayr, all rights reserved.
Text:
finally vacation
sunscreen packed
flipflops pail and shovel
check check check
clouds roll in
weather reports studied
Monopoly check
© Diane Mayr, all rights reserved.
Text:
finally vacation
sunscreen packed
flipflops pail and shovel
check check check
clouds roll in
weather reports studied
Monopoly check
September 23, 2018
Happy Haiga Day!
I love taking pictures of architectural details and writing poems to go along with them. The ceiling in this haiga is found at the Tucker Free Library in Henniker, NH. Come back on Friday when I'll have more library photos.
© Diane Mayr, all rights reserved.
Text:
look up!
intricately designed
old ceiling of tin
how was it made?
elves with hammers are
not beyond imagining
There is a brief description on Wikipedia of how old tin ceiling were made, but it sounds so inherently dangerous that I'd prefer to think of tap-tap-tapping elves!
© Diane Mayr, all rights reserved.
Text:
look up!
intricately designed
old ceiling of tin
how was it made?
elves with hammers are
not beyond imagining
There is a brief description on Wikipedia of how old tin ceiling were made, but it sounds so inherently dangerous that I'd prefer to think of tap-tap-tapping elves!
Sheets of tin were stamped one at a time using rope drop hammers and cast iron molds. Using this method of production, metal was sandwiched between two interlocking tools. The top tool, or "ram," was lifted up by a rope or chain, then dropped down onto the bottom die, smashing into the metal that was underneath and permanently embedding intricate patterns into the tin.
September 21, 2018
Poetry Friday--"In the Wood"
Two weeks ago was the conclusion to Spark #38. This round, I didn't take part as an "artist." It was requested that I fill a role as "writer"--not too much of a stretch!
For an inspiration piece, I sent my Spark partner a short poem from my files, and he sent me a photo of a 3-dimensional piece he created titled, "Galileo" as my inspiration (see it here).
Immediately, upon viewing "Galileo," I thought of shelf fungi and that's what I began with. If you aren't familiar with shelf fungi (also called shelf mushrooms or brackets), here are a few photos from my files, all taken in NH or MA.
I had a fourth one that I've used for this post. I combined it with my response to "Galileo," a poem titled "In the Wood," simply because illustrating poems is my favorite thing to do!
Click on the image to enlarge for easier reading. © Diane Mayr, all rights reserved.
Text:
In the Wood
Diseased and dying
it leans southward
ruffled with brackets
laced with molds.
What was once vitally
green now has a
vividly colorful life
of another kind.
Hollows hold newly
birthed chipmunks.
Bats beneath loosened
bark roost by day.
Processes of propagation
and elimination
attract multitudes
of creatures to this oak.
Creepy-crawlies
continuously consume.
Jack o' lantern
mushrooms illume by night.
Finally, wee fairy folk
move in to provide
make-believe for those
who eschew reality.
I think perhaps the six stanzas are a bit much and I should have confined myself to shelf fungi and fairies. I will probably rewrite it as a haiku or cherita!
Erin at The Water's Edge is playing Round-Up hostess this week. Do stop by!
For an inspiration piece, I sent my Spark partner a short poem from my files, and he sent me a photo of a 3-dimensional piece he created titled, "Galileo" as my inspiration (see it here).
Immediately, upon viewing "Galileo," I thought of shelf fungi and that's what I began with. If you aren't familiar with shelf fungi (also called shelf mushrooms or brackets), here are a few photos from my files, all taken in NH or MA.
I had a fourth one that I've used for this post. I combined it with my response to "Galileo," a poem titled "In the Wood," simply because illustrating poems is my favorite thing to do!
Click on the image to enlarge for easier reading. © Diane Mayr, all rights reserved.
Text:
In the Wood
Diseased and dying
it leans southward
ruffled with brackets
laced with molds.
What was once vitally
green now has a
vividly colorful life
of another kind.
Hollows hold newly
birthed chipmunks.
Bats beneath loosened
bark roost by day.
Processes of propagation
and elimination
attract multitudes
of creatures to this oak.
Creepy-crawlies
continuously consume.
Jack o' lantern
mushrooms illume by night.
Finally, wee fairy folk
move in to provide
make-believe for those
who eschew reality.
I think perhaps the six stanzas are a bit much and I should have confined myself to shelf fungi and fairies. I will probably rewrite it as a haiku or cherita!
Erin at The Water's Edge is playing Round-Up hostess this week. Do stop by!
September 18, 2018
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