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fotos: sun
After the destructive weather week we’ve seen here in the Southern US it was strange to wake up to the sun on Thursday, nevertheless, there it was…accenting the evidence of Spring. You can almost hear the grass and trees boasting about their fecundity.
popular…
April 27, 2011
I took a stroll down memory lane yesterday. As I walked down that street, the one I began in 2006 when I began writing for Mrs Metaphor I found myself wincing an awful lot. Mrs Metaphor has been a long and winding road, filled with early angst and strong coffee talk, it’s been a truly […]
of robert frost…
April 26, 2011
The first poet I ever heard read her work in person was Gwendolyn Brooks. I was in college and she came to one of my poetry classes. I had only read one or maybe two of her poems and both of those were for this class. She sat in a stiff chair at the front […]
lines…
April 25, 2011
Once I choose a line at the grocery store I have to stay put. I won’t change, even if a cashier in a neighboring line opens up and waves us over I stay. I don’t measure the odds, I don’t consider what everyone else is bringing to the line I just stay. Line loyalty….that’s what […]
fotos: shine
April 22, 2011
This was a moment unrehearsed captured and released but remembered nonetheless
lucky penny…
April 20, 2011
I’m amazed at how readily I believe old, fat lies. These are lies that I grew up with, the ones that stuck to me like glue as I was forming the framework of my psyche. They fed on stored up pain and generations of superstition and fear. They feel nearly impossible to shed, like that […]
the best of it…
April 19, 2011
It is National Poetry Month…did you know? I ran across this poem today, due in great part to the fact that this poet was awarded a Pulitzer Prize this week. Kay Ryan is a beautiful poet…simple, readable and profound. I hope you’ll check out more of her work… The Best Of It by Kay Ryan […]
missive: in bloom
April 18, 2011
Dear one, Last night I dreamt about the springtime…about newly cut grass and widely blooming flowers. I dreamt about the smell of rain in the air and fresh earth rising up, making way for everything new. It is springtime. The trees are unrolling their leaves. The skies are remembering themselves now, stretching out as if […]
fotos: in bloom
April 15, 2011
This might be the first year the dogwoods lining our property have been this bright and plentiful. It must be a natural cycle…I can’t think how we had a hand in it. There are moments, though, when I imagine that we did something to help sing them into being, into blooming…that we are somehow connected […]
spammy mcspammerton…
April 14, 2011
What the heck. Web savvy types I would love to know why I got this massive influx of hits on most of my blogs this week from really bizarro referrers. If you have information leading to the capture of this weird round of spammy source hits I’d love to hear more about that. In other […]
metaphor
from the Latin. metaphora,
from Gk. metaphora "a transfer," especially of the sense of one word to a different word,
lit. "a carrying over," from metapherein "transfer, carry over," from meta- "over, across" (see meta-) + pherein "to carry, bear" (see infer).
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