Eliza Daley ~ Wordcraft & Musing on Home & Hope
They asked a Chinese man, "What is science?" He said, "Science is knowing people." Then they asked, "And what is virtue?" He answered, "Virtue is loving people." — Tolstoy, from his Calendar of Wisdom for 27 January Yesterday was my birthday. I am not going to say which one, but that’s more because I like… Continue reading The Daily: 27 January 2023
Just after sunset tonight, if you have a cloudless sky and a flat western horizon, look for the thin crescent of the New Wolf Moon in a grouping with very bright Venus and a warm fuzzy Saturn. Look for Venus first. At magnitude -4, it will be easiest to see in the twilight (which is… Continue reading The Daily: 23 January 2023
the flow i and you in this dance flowing life from one to the other you give i receive green sustenance you create i unmake you, me to feed is death no breath without you no spark without me no me, no you without this arc my nourishment are you your nurture am i we… Continue reading Wednesday Word Poetry
i did not mean to say goodbye only… perhaps my boots did having some mystic yearning for autumnal perambulation and perturbation for resolution beyond words it is hard going being abandoned by quality footwear and i always was one for ruthless equinoctial cleaning putting the house in order sending spiders scurrying as the sun slides… Continue reading quenched
the thorn queen she waxes full in fertile grace queen of quick and fay, she reigns in mantle green and seemly face quelling fear and mortal pains eternal mother, ever maid undying wisdom in her glance deathless weird is on her laid to spin th' unceasing wheel of chance again, she comes in crown of… Continue reading Bealtaine
It's that wonderful time of year again! The whole month in which I am proud to say that I'm a poet! I've been a writer since I started putting down phonetically scrawled stories at four years old. (My mom has a collection... it's very interesting to see what our language looks like when it's broken… Continue reading National Poetry Month
I wrote this for another All Poetry image-prompt 'contest'. Apologies to the artist, but I don't know where it comes from except 'Pinterest'. Which is hardly satisfactory as a credit. I don't usually put up the image when there is no tracing it, but in this case it is sort of important to the poem's… Continue reading Sunday Poetry for 27 March
These were a couple things that happened this week, inspired by All Poetry contests. I didn't realize there was a theme until this morning... the maiden the damask rose wraps her wolf heart claret core in clenched milky fist this eternal beauty of ephemeral flesh fierce stiletto will guarding petal passions sends call to the… Continue reading Goddess of Spring
It's been an ugly week. So here are some goofy poems to make you smile. Hopefully... Robin L'Green Robin L’Green, that blithesome thief, with arrow and bow he prowled every fief. Took rags from paupers and rings from the rich. Gave each to the other — a convivial switch. Took naught for himself, left naught… Continue reading Divertissement
As February marks the last month in the ancient Roman calendar, the Romans spent their time setting themselves in accord with the world. The 9-day festival of Parentalia begins on 13 February and culminates in the day of Feralia, which began at sundown on the 21st. Parentalia was a sacred time to commune with the… Continue reading Parentalia
By My Solitary Hearth 