I took the picture before I left for work yesterday. As I took it, I thought of the phrase, "Left with the sunrise in my side view mirror..."
This morning I built on that and ended up writing Only My Breath In Front Of Me.
In language, we often personify our descriptions of common objects, for example, we say a clock has a face and hands. This connection between an inanimate object and a human is a cross section of sorts providing segway for a twist in perspective and the telling of a both absurd and yet accessible story. Such was the case with In My Time With Mr. Clock. Surely if Mr. Clock has a face, he has two ears, two eyes and a mouth which he can cover with his two hands in a hear no evil, see no evil, speak no evil kind of way.
Meeko (a.k.a. - Nugget, Nug, the Leopard-chan, Monk, Little Lion Man) Turns 1!
3.14.2018
Happy Pi Day!
I had read Leonardo DaVinci believed music and math were closely related, that music, like math, could be calculated. While celebrating Pi Day, read Birds On A Wire to learn the musical message the birds communicated to Mr. DaVinci.
Basically, as if humanity's numeric moral options were limited to binary code numbers (1's and 0's), be a 1 not a 0.
Take all life has to give for time takes the alternative. - rAveNswAn
I'd like to see the poet's corner of Westminster Abbey someday. I wonder if the experience would exceed merely sight, transcending into other senses. It seems more a place to feel.
I wrote this Was Night's Eye Upon Me back in 2009 from a night where the moon shone fully and perfectly through small bedroom window, illuminating me. It seems a rare occurrence and since that one, I am only aware of two other times it has occurred. Oddly, both were in the past month or so.
Braiding a story with words...
I designed and ordered a bookmark to give away at an upcoming local artists event at the local Barnes and Noble. I will post more specifics about the event when they become available.
Let me know what you think of the bookmark, front and back...
My latest collection of writing, In The Wind These Words has recently passed the 500 page mark. My latest, Tattered Jacket is a great example of Following The Pen as I started with the thought of the jacket collar turn up against the wind. That thought was inspired by a line from a Simon & Garfunkel song, The Sound of Silence. What you read is where that thought took me.
I have completely redesigned the Follow the Pen section in ronswan.com. It took a lot more work on my end, but the goal was to make it easier for you to experience.
In irony, on a path to tomorrow is one where the destination is never reached.
Another example of following the pen. I started simply with the thought of someone's sun setting. No reason why, nothing more than just that thought.
I like how it comes off with almost an ominous tone without giving up any details. It is like trusting the book cover that sold you to read it.
Let the games begin and Follow the Pen...
A friendly reminder...
Everything is about perspective.
Live while you can raise your head up from your pillow for you know not which tomorrow will be the one when you no longer can.
This seems to be a lot of our country right now...ungrateful.