Marie Fleur’s Blog
- LoungingThe best days are spent lounging in a kimono all day (after you waking up at 12 or 1 pm), no shoes. Ample Indian food leftovers in the fridge. Only a small sleepy dog for company. Nothing to get done. No calls to return. No plans on the agenda. No sharing online. Quiet. Maybe a Twilight Zone marathon? Or Little House on the Prairie?? A romantic novel written […]
- Sudden LightI HAVE been here before, But when or how I cannot tell: I know the grass beyond the door, The sweet keen smell, The sighing sound, the lights around the shore. You have been mine before,— How long ago I may not know: But just when at that swallow’s soar Your neck t […]
- Bright StarBright star, would I were stedfast as thou art— Not in lone splendour hung aloft the nightAnd watching, with eternal lids apart,Like nature’s patient, sleepless Eremite,The moving waters at their priestlike taskOf pure ablution round earth’s human shores,Or gazing on the new soft-fallen maskOf snow upon the mountains and the moors—No—yet still stedfast, stil […]
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