On the Road Past 50: My internal zephyr… from fluttery wisps to whirlwind tempests
These three images were the only snapshots I snagged of Irish Graffitti. There was a great deal less in Dublin than in Paris, but I did find some interesting items and they reminded me of my poem Street Art Inspiration inspired by my visit to France. Max and I also had the opportunity to watch […]
Read MoreDelayed posting due to wonky internet with US devices in Ireland and all sorts of off-line writing into non-wordpress formats and then fiddling with posting to private tools. I’ve been listening to loads of new music lately. Now that I finally entered the new musical world of streaming services, I am taking full advantage of […]
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Delayed posting due to wonky internet with US devices in Ireland and all sorts of off-line writing into non-wordpress formats and then fiddling with posting to private tools. Some of my poetry flows out in silence. Most has a rhythm and a cadence that I hear in my head and I know in my heart […]
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Delayed posting due to wonky internet with US devices in Ireland and all sorts of off-line writing into non-wordpress formats and then fiddling with posting to private tools. Last night was AMAZING. The concert in Dublin I posted about yesterday by The Luka State was excellent — but the after connection was something wonderfully unexpected. […]
Read MoreFor the past several years, we’ve rotated which of the kids gets to pick our summer vacation destination with a host of caveats to ensure we could make it happen. For instance, with three kids in tow the range needed to be drivable to make it affordable. The kids didn’t ever get to choose specific […]
Read MoreIn the days of my youth when I bought vinyl albums and tapes, I owned quite a few movie soundtracks and scores. For some films, […]
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I’ve been writing a good deal about me while only skimming the surface of me as a parent. Per my earlier posts regarding convergence. For those that know me well, this is beyond unusual. That aspect of myself that is a parent – it usually is the essence of entire conversations. My kids and parenting […]
Read MoreAs I’m working on finding the lost writer within me, I’ve been finding myself listening more deeply to lyrics while driving. Musical poetry can grab my soul. It can pull me in and bring tears to my eyes. It can make me dial up the sound so that I can’t hear myself singing along. Lyrics […]
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Randi S. Sumner 