The muses top off the watering can so that they can bring relief to the parched. “Look!” Thalia points at a thick web on the underside of the hose reel. “Charlotte dined on centipede!” Calliope looks past the leggy carcass. Something small and brownish is moving.
This morning I came across the word 'biophilia' and looked it up: a hypothetical human tendency interact or be closely associated with other forms of life in nature: a desire or tendency to commune with nature
How cool is that?
Also... My friend Mark wrote about turtles and tortoises:
Terr-iff-icc! Shimmering with facts and possibilities!! I’ll admit this creature being other than a mini-spider with a turtle resemblance was jarring for a bit. Later reading calmed my “feelers” as I read of the caterpillar’s special feature for collecting and piling frass for camouflage! A loader machine with the bucket on the back end. Nature.
Now that you explained “biophilia” I’m certain I’m a biophile. On evening dog walks I can commune with owls; on most other walks the eyes of ground spiders bouncing back the light of my LED headlamp attune me to their presence.
The quotes by Muir and Einstein were terrific! (Izzie nodded her head in the affirmative on this😁) Sometimes I picture your loveletters as being the thin, tapered needles used during an EMG. Both deliver smartly chosen stimuli to test our reactions! 👏🏼👏🏼
So last night I observed this fisherman I know get questioned about his technique. Coming from a place of “but we always did it that way” a well meaning questioner wanted to know why the “simple” tool of live bait was not employed.
Later the fisherman said to me, “Nobody except other bass fisherman understand what I am doing.” (I could relate!!!)
I replied, “I do… or at least try to.”
“I know you do.”
Some of us March to a tune others cannot hear?
I came across this from e.e. Cummings and it warmed my heart:
As for expressing nobody-but-yourself in words, that means working just a little harder than anybody who isn't a poet can possibly imagine. Why? Because nothing Is quite as easy as using words like somebody else. We all of us do exactly this nearly all of the time - and whenever we do it, we're not poets.
If, at the end of your first ten or fifteen years of fighting and working and feeling, you find you've written one line of one poem, you'll be very lucky indeed.
And so my advice to all young people who wish to become poets is: do something easy, like learning how to blow up the world - unless you're not only willing, but glad, to feel and work and fight till you die.
Note from Loveletterist:
This morning I came across the word 'biophilia' and looked it up: a hypothetical human tendency interact or be closely associated with other forms of life in nature: a desire or tendency to commune with nature
How cool is that?
Also... My friend Mark wrote about turtles and tortoises:
https://open.substack.com/pub/3musesmerge/p/insatiable?utm_campaign=post&utm_medium=web
Justin wrote about biophilia!
https://alongthehudson.substack.com/p/birdsong-746?r=19lbt&utm_medium=ios&utm_campaign=post
And Jason wrote about NOTICING!
https://weirdopoetry.substack.com/p/the-messenger?r=19lbt&utm_medium=ios&utm_campaign=post
"When we try to pick out anything by itself, we find it hitched to everything else in the universe." ~John Muir
Terr-iff-icc! Shimmering with facts and possibilities!! I’ll admit this creature being other than a mini-spider with a turtle resemblance was jarring for a bit. Later reading calmed my “feelers” as I read of the caterpillar’s special feature for collecting and piling frass for camouflage! A loader machine with the bucket on the back end. Nature.
Now that you explained “biophilia” I’m certain I’m a biophile. On evening dog walks I can commune with owls; on most other walks the eyes of ground spiders bouncing back the light of my LED headlamp attune me to their presence.
The quotes by Muir and Einstein were terrific! (Izzie nodded her head in the affirmative on this😁) Sometimes I picture your loveletters as being the thin, tapered needles used during an EMG. Both deliver smartly chosen stimuli to test our reactions! 👏🏼👏🏼
So last night I observed this fisherman I know get questioned about his technique. Coming from a place of “but we always did it that way” a well meaning questioner wanted to know why the “simple” tool of live bait was not employed.
Later the fisherman said to me, “Nobody except other bass fisherman understand what I am doing.” (I could relate!!!)
I replied, “I do… or at least try to.”
“I know you do.”
Some of us March to a tune others cannot hear?
I came across this from e.e. Cummings and it warmed my heart:
As for expressing nobody-but-yourself in words, that means working just a little harder than anybody who isn't a poet can possibly imagine. Why? Because nothing Is quite as easy as using words like somebody else. We all of us do exactly this nearly all of the time - and whenever we do it, we're not poets.
If, at the end of your first ten or fifteen years of fighting and working and feeling, you find you've written one line of one poem, you'll be very lucky indeed.
And so my advice to all young people who wish to become poets is: do something easy, like learning how to blow up the world - unless you're not only willing, but glad, to feel and work and fight till you die.
Does that sound dismal? It isn't.
It's the most wonderful life on earth.
Or so I feel.
This may be the most profound statement I’ve ever heard from you! I offer that in admiration and appreciation for all you’ve strived for.
🙇🏻🙇🏻
Thank you. 😊