Monday, July 18, 2011
Saturday, July 16, 2011
Friday, July 15, 2011
Observation on Catherine Street
Man rides by on bicycle with toddler daughter behind him in kiddie seat: "Don't wipe your nose on my shirt!"
Thursday, July 14, 2011
front porch living room garden
of course I add photos of Hemi the Cat, male model...
he's so cooperative and seems to not be bothered by my eye on him
Wednesday, July 13, 2011
Tuesday, July 12, 2011
Monday, July 11, 2011
Sunday, July 10, 2011
Monica at our Sunday morning coffee on Seidenberg
she surrounds her intellect in ritual
and rain of spirit
it is a gauzy aerobic transport she rides
Friday, July 8, 2011
Wednesday, July 6, 2011
Tuesday, July 5, 2011
Monday, June 27, 2011
To Seed
approaching earth
touches cheek
ear to ground
I listen for the rumble
of emerging seed
©Michele R. Strub, 7/2011
touches cheek
ear to ground
I listen for the rumble
of emerging seed
©Michele R. Strub, 7/2011
Friday, June 24, 2011
Hemi the Watch Cat
Hemi went MIA two days ago -- found out late last night he passed away in next door neighbor's back yard -- he was my best pal and I'd already begun missing him -- he sat on the porch with me every night as I played the strings -- he paid attention to the music and sometimes rubbed his ears against the fretboard after I'd finish -- when I worked evenings at the hotel, after work, he'd be waiting for me at the edge of the yard without fail. He was the sentinel of the corner of William and Catherine and was the toughest son of a bitch on the island, but he was also my dear and loving friend.
Friday, June 17, 2011
Monday, June 13, 2011
Tuesday, June 7, 2011
Message from Elizabeth
Hello! I have been writing to you in my head for weeks...
have you heard me?
I found this photo tonight when I was looking for something else :)
This man is Mr. Phillips. I met him while he was painting a
neighbors house last year. He sang the whole time he worked. He
let me photograph his hands for my sign language project and I must
have shot this in between. I thought you might like to see it.
Hope all is well with you and Key West. Love, Elizabeth
Sunday, May 29, 2011
What’s in a title?
What’s in a title? A procrastinating author’s worst fears are realised | Irish Examiner --Terry Prone
12:41am eastern time. I am quietly laughing out loud.
I found above link having searched the phrase "what's in a title?",
having just titled one of my web pages on Mikalogue "that" because I didn't have the desire to name it just yet, and in so doing, named it.
Enjoy. This is funny stuff.
excerpt:
"Selecting a title is one of the points at which the relationship between writer and the editor in the publishing house can become severely fraught. F. Scott FitzGerald drove his unfortunate editor Maxwell Perkins (who, God bless his little cotton socks, also had to cope with Hemingway and Thomas Wolfe and lent all of them money) mad wanting his magnum opus to come out under the title Trimalchio in West Egg. Trimalchio, as every reader will remember, being the rich patron of Petronius's Satyricon. Perkins pointed out that nobody knew how to pronounce Trimalchio, adding that to put a prospective purchaser through the hassle of asking for an unpronounceable book might not be inspired marketing. FitzGerald eventually caved in and went with The Great Gatsby, but never liked it as a title."
Go on now, link the article. I know you want to.
excerpt:
"Selecting a title is one of the points at which the relationship between writer and the editor in the publishing house can become severely fraught. F. Scott FitzGerald drove his unfortunate editor Maxwell Perkins (who, God bless his little cotton socks, also had to cope with Hemingway and Thomas Wolfe and lent all of them money) mad wanting his magnum opus to come out under the title Trimalchio in West Egg. Trimalchio, as every reader will remember, being the rich patron of Petronius's Satyricon. Perkins pointed out that nobody knew how to pronounce Trimalchio, adding that to put a prospective purchaser through the hassle of asking for an unpronounceable book might not be inspired marketing. FitzGerald eventually caved in and went with The Great Gatsby, but never liked it as a title."
Go on now, link the article. I know you want to.
Wednesday, May 25, 2011
Monday, May 23, 2011
In the air last night
May 22, 2011
Its been calm and kind of hot, no moisture falling (or screaming) no storms no violent weather - But tonight I feel a breeze of foreboding. The moisture is going to come - the storms will come [o storms be gentle with our island] -
thinking of Joplin today, thinking there weren't enough convenience store walk-in fridges to go around.
Sunday, May 22, 2011
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