in yellow days & your world

it’s this time again:
summer fading and autumn entering in yellow days.
such a color spectacle, the way one tree can color
all the space around it.

and time:
one week ago, it was our final island day.
i walked along the beach in a t-shirt.
watched swallows sail.



The island atmosphere, the more open horizon, the different rhythm of time - it still continues this week. There is a larger art project I am working with right now, and it's beautiful that this week brings the space and time to stay with it. More about that in a while - it's also the reason why I am less active in the blog and in the online hangouts right now.

From island to sky words:

A habit that developed during the island time: reading some poetry in the morning. Poetry Foundation has a playful poetry app that lets you spin a wheel of themes, and then lists poems. That’s how I arrived here this week:

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“Your World”

by Georgia Douglas Johnson

Your world is as big as you make it.

I know, for I used to abide

In the narrowest nest in a corner,

My wings pressing close to my side. 

But I sighted the distant horizon

Where the skyline encircled the sea

And I throbbed with a burning desire

To travel this immensity.

I battered the cordons around me

And cradled my wings on the breeze,

Then soared to the uttermost reaches

With rapture, with power, with ease!

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more skies from everywhere:
skywatch friday