Hi Christopher...Don't know if the Spring is causing the inertia here.. but definitely I find myself in holding pattering...in blogging and other areas as well.....My head in running circles around any real action Linda
Some years ago my poetry took on a mythic flavor and I became a character in my own poems, a mage, "the man of the Northern Wall". This apellation is not completely fictional. My middle name is Noordwal, a Dutch term for north wall, though in current Dutch it mainly means north bank as in riverbank. I was told that an ancestor, a Portugese Jew escaping the Inquisition, settled in a small Dutch town and took this name from where he settled, near the north wall of the town. I have thought for a long time that -wal meant wall, think my mother told me that. A linguist might say that my usage is no longer common, is an older usage, but then the Inquisition happened in Portugal a few centuries ago, right around the time the Moors lost control of the Iberian Peninsula and the Jews lost the modest protection given them by Islam. Now I write as this mage, my poetry persona.
Mechanical designer for industry, now retired, once a Bay Area Hippie, went undercover in 1972, I've been writing poetry for years.
Contact: 3topper45@gmail.com
The weather is perfect this weekend in NJ. Hope all is well on your side of the map. LL
ReplyDeleteEnjoy! I have no heart for it this weekend, either. Maybe later...
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ReplyDeletebut definitely I find myself in holding pattering...in blogging and other areas as well.....My head in running circles around any real action
Linda
When I was a married man, we would agree to lump days. Days where we turned into lumps, like the old maize hills in long fallow Indian fields.
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