#212: Foraging the Internet on a Monday evening

“Ask for what you want and be prepared to get it.” - Maya Angelou

Hello,

I’m sleepy but eager to send this newsletter full of discoveries to your inbox ASAP. Sweet dreams, y’all! Happy reading.

Poetry Corner

Painting of Lucy Hessel Reading by Édouard Vuillard

• The Way In by Linda Hogan
  
  Sometimes the way to milk and honey is through the body.
  Sometimes the way in is a song.
  But there are three ways in the world: dangerous, wounding,
  and beauty.
  To enter stone, be water.
  To rise through hard earth, be plant
  desiring sunlight, believing in water.
  To enter fire, be dry.
  To enter life, be food.
  

• I Am Not Old by Samantha Reynolds
  
  I am not old, she said
  I am rare
  
  I am the standing ovation
  at the end of the play
  
  I am the retrospective
  of my life
  as art
  
  I am the hours
  connected like dots
  into good sense
  
  I am the fullness
  of existing
  
  you think I am waiting to die
  but I am waiting to be found
  
  I am a treasure
  I am a map
  these wrinkles are imprints
  of my journey
  
  ask me
  anything.

• Seven in the Woods by Jim Harrison
  
  Am I as old as I am?
  Maybe not. Time is a mystery
  that can tip us upside down.
  Yesterday I was seven in the woods,
  a bandage covering my blind eye,
  in a bedroll Mother made me
  so I could sleep out in the woods
  far from people. A garter snake glided by
  without noticing me. A chickadee
  landed on my bare toe, so light
  she wasn’t believable. The night
  had been long and the treetops
  thick with a trillion stars. Who
  was I, half-blind on the forest floor
  who was I at age seven? Sixty-eight
  years later I can still inhabit that boy’s
  body without thinking of the time between.
  It is the burden of life to be many ages
  without seeing the end of time.
  

• This is one of those poems without any rhymes by Brian Bilston

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Music for November

I treated myself to a pair of Bluetooth speakers, and it’s been changing my relationship to music, which till now remained an experience restricted to my hall or my ears. I’ve been meandering through so much new music, and am excited to share the November playlist with you!

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A few beautiful finds

via Mister Cliche

• The gentle wonder of this Tumblr archive: https://mistercliche.tumblr.com ^
  

• It’s Never Too Late, a series about people who decide to pursue their dreams on their own terms.
  

• New Love Languages  
  

• Bullet lists, Craig Conely
  

• A Girl Who Likes To Disappear’s photo journal
  

• “Identity is gradual, cumulative; because there is no need for it to manifest itself, it shows itself intermittently, the way a star hints at the pulse of its being by means of its flickering light. But at what moment in this oscillation is our true self manifested? In the darkness or the twinkle?”
  - Sergio Chejfec, The Planets (via generic-eric)
  

• This comic by Carissa:

peopleiveloved

A post shared by Carissa Potter Carlson (@peopleiveloved)

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Ooh, and before I go to bed, some sleep music by Green-House:

Sleep tight, and don’t let the dengue-spreading mosquitoes bite.

Stay curious,
Rohini