Just brilliant. and when i thought i could not love you anymore; i read on ... and did... and continue to do so. i love you more today than yesterday...🎶
i go to this place where people sit at tables, read and share experiences, strengths and their hope. i was invited to sit at the "free radicals" table and found it the most pleasant table in the room.
Exquisite. Every bit of this. As a scientist and a writer, as a woman who was once in motion for a very long time and am now at rest in an unmoving house (perhaps regretfully, perhaps not), I felt this in my bones. What a total gift your writing is- you compose it like a song; both measured and lyrical. ✨️
This is wondrous, Marya, particularly (for me) the concept of you, of any of us, being a free radical. As I understand it, they're always on the hunt for the electron they're missing, but if they happen upon an antioxidant (something that inhibits oxidation, which I'm choosing to think of as rust), it makes for a nice partnership. Seems your antioxidants come from staying in motion.
Many of these words had me pause for more than a moment, go back and reread.
The photo of glorious you, hair short, enormous eyes scanning the room, had me understanding why Elsa said “you’re the free radical” (because you are both free and radical ) 🤗
The last photo of your marvelous self in motion sparkles with the joy that is available when free.
For the last ten years, I have loved looking at RV campers and van rebuilds. It feeds the soul to imagine the motion in freedom.
I loved this!!!!! But what really knocked me out was: “where stasis = (gravity + time).” All we can change (if that is our way) is our relationship with each. Thank you.
You can describe a person or thing that causes a change or event to happen as a catalyst. In chemistry, a catalyst is a substance that causes a chemical reaction to take place more quickly.”
GAAAAAAA!!!!! This is exactly the type of conversation about poetry I miss. And topically, I've spent a lot of time looking at poetry as chemistry — elements and bonds and reactions, etc. — diagrams included. Damn, I love this.
Beautiful. The part with your husband reminds me of a line from Richard Thompson’s “Beeswing” :
“And they say she even married once
A man named Romany Brown
But even a Gypsy caravan
Was too much settling down.”
Just brilliant. and when i thought i could not love you anymore; i read on ... and did... and continue to do so. i love you more today than yesterday...🎶
i go to this place where people sit at tables, read and share experiences, strengths and their hope. i was invited to sit at the "free radicals" table and found it the most pleasant table in the room.
Exquisite. Every bit of this. As a scientist and a writer, as a woman who was once in motion for a very long time and am now at rest in an unmoving house (perhaps regretfully, perhaps not), I felt this in my bones. What a total gift your writing is- you compose it like a song; both measured and lyrical. ✨️
Hello Marya! Fellow traveler & free radical here. I look forward to connecting with you in the Women's Circle this weekend.
Really enjoyed this, and had a husband that expected the same.
J
That was an extremely deep and interesting walk.
I Thank you.
Good one!
"...unless acted upon by an unbalanced force."
This is wondrous, Marya, particularly (for me) the concept of you, of any of us, being a free radical. As I understand it, they're always on the hunt for the electron they're missing, but if they happen upon an antioxidant (something that inhibits oxidation, which I'm choosing to think of as rust), it makes for a nice partnership. Seems your antioxidants come from staying in motion.
The conversation with your then husband is a gem.
Many of these words had me pause for more than a moment, go back and reread.
The photo of glorious you, hair short, enormous eyes scanning the room, had me understanding why Elsa said “you’re the free radical” (because you are both free and radical ) 🤗
The last photo of your marvelous self in motion sparkles with the joy that is available when free.
For the last ten years, I have loved looking at RV campers and van rebuilds. It feeds the soul to imagine the motion in freedom.
Love the layering of this and the contrast of the pictures of you.
I loved this!!!!! But what really knocked me out was: “where stasis = (gravity + time).” All we can change (if that is our way) is our relationship with each. Thank you.
“Can someone be a catalyst?
You can describe a person or thing that causes a change or event to happen as a catalyst. In chemistry, a catalyst is a substance that causes a chemical reaction to take place more quickly.”
https://www.collinsdictionary.com
GAAAAAAA!!!!! This is exactly the type of conversation about poetry I miss. And topically, I've spent a lot of time looking at poetry as chemistry — elements and bonds and reactions, etc. — diagrams included. Damn, I love this.