farewell | farewell
Dec.29.2012
Well, the time has come for Stan & Lynda's great adventure, and they're leaving very soon for Ecuador. Lynda has written a brief farewell for the fans. You can view it at Stan's blog.
http://stanlyndeauthor.com/
We wish you the very best, Stan & Lynda, and are anxious...
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Sep.19.2012
You've taken leave of me now after the long Summer months. You had a good one. A good Summer. France. Barcelona. A nice job in the café where everyone treated you so well. You learnt what it was like to earn money. To do a decent days work. So off you go. Farewell. Be safe.
Eat well.
Study....
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Feb.27.2011
Poetry is just words that echo
They echo-echo before and after being read-heard
In the fare-thee-well-how-art-thou old-fashioned sense
And the hey-man-what’s-up-‘friend’-me of today
And the emoticon-laden-SMS-tweet-driven of tomorrow
Within each departure of poem from poet
The echo-echo of loss (...
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Oct.18.2010
It was busy day today. It was a very busy, too busy day. I was supposed to remain at the hotel. I had planned to write.
I had already had my coffee, and told Eunice that tomorrow morning I would be leaving.
I stopped to see grandfather koi. He swam over to me. I smiled. I look forward to...
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Aug.23.2010
I might be making much more of this than there really is. But…for two years, between one and three in the morning, I have listened to the singing frogs. They don’t croak or ribbet – they sing; they sound like tiny mockingbirds. I have never seen one. I have never seen a singing frog in the two...
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Jan.29.2010
Rain falls on the patio of this hotel room and the gas fire attempts to warm the soul and fool me into thinking that I can pull up a chair and fall into its promise. Papers fall to the floor like leaves in fall and I clad myself in a white robe that feels rough against my skin. It chafes and...
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Jan.18.2010
I am about to transplant you. To ease you out of those stubborn roots that spread in massive proportions beyond the confines of this terracotta pot. Do know when I tell you that glasshouses are great for awhile but think about how claustrophobic it can be in there, how quickly the recycled air...
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Oct.12.2009
Farewell
The welcome sun had just set when I lit small white candles floating in a crystal bowl alongside delicate pink camellias. The candle glow cast warm shadows on a table in my glass-roofed solarium, where I could gaze up at the stars. Covered by a white linen cloth once belonging to my...
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Sep.27.2009
We've all said important good-byes--not only to people, but also to things, to ideas, and even to entire belief systems. So it's not surprising that this week's blog topic, "Saying Good-bye," inspired a lot of fantastic entries.
We wanted to read about important farewells in your life--...
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Sep.25.2009
Some goodbyes are poignant. Some are with relief. Some can be with a hearty “good riddance” or “don’t let the door hit you on the way out”. Some are reluctant, others welcomed, yet others engender a curious combination of emotions that can hit you like a pineapple anchovy pizza. The goodbyes I...
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