Sakura Frederik Meijer Gardens & Sculpture Park opened in April 1995 in Grand Rapids, MI. Since then, the gardens have expanded and the sculptures have increased to 158 acres and nearly 300 sculptures. In June 2015, an 8-acre Japanese garden was installed that includes a stand of cherry trees. I’ve walked the Japanese garden several…
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dVerse — Meet the Bar — Ramble On
To ramble on when seasons shiftembed the genes of winged and furredto group, compelled to far-off trystswhere helices get spliced and stirred. Embedded genes of winged and furredexpress in random nested formsas helices get spliced and stirredin slight mutations with each turn. Expressed in random nested forms,in warm relief twixt straw and rock,the slight mutations…
dVerse — Poetics — Messy Space
Birthed in a squalid, roach-crawled tenement Colicked with over-watered dried milk Toddled through fresh piles of dog sh*t Schooled by old drunks and the streets Pimped by her junkie mom Beaten by her men Flew from all that Roosted to heal Feeling Free Free Feeling After search For true spirit Away from tenets Towards pre-ordained…
“The Art of Dying,” by George Harrison — dVerse — Q124 — “The Art of Dying,” by George Harrison
When you’re born, your life (past Karma) is like a piece of stringwith knots in it and you’ve got to try, before you die, to undo all the knots: but you tie another twenty trying to get one undone.–George Harrison, from “I, Me, Mine,” pages 180-181, talking about his song, “The Art of Dying.” We…
slimverse — Spring!
I’m greeningwith the grass,singing withthe birds — Spring! Wind at playtinkles chimes;blows awayempty husks. Bare lilactwigs sprout buds;transplanteesmiles with sun. dwarf lilac transplanted to a better place last year. photo taken 032121 Lillian is today’s host for dVerse’ Open Link Night. Am linking this up for it.
dVerse — Poetics — This being human is …
This being human is water,blue blankets, morning mists, and waves,green sea foam, slick pools in blae caves,bubbling, then steeping morning tea. Pushed by seasons, pulled by physics,this being human is water.Warm and greeting, cooled receding,ice-stretched hinterlands. Temporals shaping our molecule’s context.Single teardrops and moon-tide swells,this being human is water.We wander from mud to rainbows. We’re…
dVerse — Prosery — The Last Word
I prefer keeping in mind even the possibilitythat existence has its own reason for being.— Wisława Szymborska, “Possibilities” We were committed tree-huggers, yet we were scientists first. Space-X and Amazon Foundation sponsored our team to study the White Mountain bristlecone pines to figure out how to mimic their hardiness via gene engineering. Humankind’s hourglass had…
Tao-Talk 