DESPITE IT ALL, BECAUSE OF IT ALL | A Relating to Humans Women’s Issues Feature

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MARY OF THE SUN | A Relating to Humans Women’s Issues Feature

MARY OF THE SUN by jonna ellis holston   From Lowell , Massachusetts My Aunt Mary wrote for The Lowell Sun for seventy-six years. She started while still a high school girl… under pen names… looong before women commonly reported for newspapers. She and my Uncle Charles G Sampas, a mild mannered executive news editor …

Hot Dog no.2

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Backyard Bliss no.2

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‘Tis The Season

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Everlasting

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稜線の光

Poetic reflections on generational boundaries and the separation – the ridge – between the them as we knew them and the them as they were by the lovely and loving Megi of HappyNest in America

googlely translated


Light of the Ridge Line

The field of sunrise just frost

Reflected my illusion of five-year-old chase the back of the grandfather

Grasp the straw hat

Toward the back of the grandfather out to mushroom picking

Grandmother would had over the heck what voice

As spoiled brat that can not ask if you started to say

Without even reply

My grandfather was aimed at intently mountain

The undergrowth of beech forest

The back of the grandfather stomp to make a sound

I chase earnestly

From interval of oak branches and leaves that smell of damp moss to stagnation

Also enters the afternoon sun that was leaning

Grandfather was performed progressing toward the front

On without looking back

West of the sky and spread large visible slightly

Holding up my left hand

Soft Komorebi is wrapped’s

As light to illuminate the evening of the ridgeline

I

And playing with larvae of the beetle

And listened to the chirping of birds flying

I picked the wildflowers

Until the grandfather of backpack basket is full

Possibly

I blow the sound of Sasafue is

And might not reach the grandfather of ear

Possibly

Also grandfather of microcosm

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OldShed2

霜が降りたばかりの朝焼けの野原に

祖父の背中を追いかける五歳の私の幻影が映る

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麦わら帽子を掴み

キノコ採りに出る祖父の背中に向かって

祖母は一体何と声をかけていたのだろう

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言い出したら聞かない駄々っ子のように

返事もせずに

祖父は一心に山を目指した

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ブナ林の下生えを

音を立てて踏みつける祖父の背中を

私はひたすら追いかけた

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湿った苔の匂いが沈滞するカシの枝葉の合間から

傾きかけた午後の日差しが入り込んでも

祖父は前に向かって進んで行った

振り返らずに 

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鬱蒼と茂る樹木の枝葉の隙間から

わずかに覗く西の空に向かって

翳す私の左手を

柔らかな木洩れ日は包み込んだ

夕刻の稜線を照らす光のように 

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私は

カブトムシの幼虫と戯れ

飛び交う鳥のさえずりに耳を澄まし

野花を摘んだ

祖父の背負い籠がいっぱいになるまで 

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もしかすると

私が吹く笹笛の音は

祖父の耳に届かなかったのかもしれない

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もしかすると

祖父の小宇宙にも

私は存在していなかったのかもしれない

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English is for Everyone

Within that old stash, I also found many of my old English lessons, and old worksheets, and old handouts. They all bring back fond and funny and fortunate memories. I miss all my -- I hesitate to call them students because it seemed as if I ended up learning more from them than they did from me, so I'll simply say, I miss all my friends from that period of my life.

庭のルパート王子さまのお話

Yes, I really want to share this beautiful article with you posted by the most lovely site HappyNest In America (Translation here.)

But I also kinda wanted to sneak in some more Toad Spam, aka, Buddha Reincarnate… :)

HappyNest in America

 土曜日の夜のことです。
 前夜、12時過ぎに床に就きベッドでぐっすりと眠っていた丑三つ時に、猫に飛び乗られて目が覚めてしまい、3時間の睡眠で仕事に出かけ、夜遅くに帰宅し食事の支度をし、暖炉にくべられた薪がパチパチと心地よい音を立てて燃えているのを眺めながら、寛ごうとしてソファに寝そべろうとした時のことでした。
 
 ごろりと横になろうと思ってソファに近づいて行き、暖炉のマントルの上をふと見ると、私が友人にプレゼントされた油絵の額縁の中の風景画が外されているのに気が付きました。
 暖炉の明かりだけの薄暗がりのリビングルームで、マントルに近づいてよく見てみると、私のお気に入りの無名のアーティストの風景が描かれたキャンバスが外された額縁の中には、入れ替えるならこれしかないと思っていたゴッホの「星月夜」のレプリカではなく、夫が携帯電話で撮り私が拡大コピーをしてプレゼントしたばかりの、彼の「お友達」のカエルの写真が飾られていました。
 
 9月の末に、夫がプールのスキマーの掃除をしている最中に、蓋の下のバスケットの中にたまった葉っぱの上に一匹のカエルが座り込んでいるのを発見して救出してから、彼は、そのカエルを「プリンス・ルパート(ルパート王子:Prince Rupert)」と呼んで庭で遊ばせていたのですが、ルパート王子さまは、2日ほど庭のプールの周辺で眠ったり飛び跳ねたりして仲間と遊んだりした後、すっと姿を隠してしまってしまっていました。
 
 ところが、2,3日前、プールの水面にぷかぷか浮いている枯葉の掃除の最中に、再び夫がスキマーの蓋を開けてみると、行方が分からなくなってしまっていたルパート王子さまが、バスケットにたまった赤や黄色の葉っぱの上で、あたかも誰かがその蓋を開けて救出してくれるのを待ちわびているかのような姿で、辛坊強く鎮座していたというではありませんか。
 
 さまざまな神様が飾られた我が家の ‐ 夫曰く「ブツダン(参照:クリスマスの飾りをしまおう!)」- には、またしても私が居ぬ間に夫が移動させた「学業成就」のお札や、妹からの贈り物の安産のお守りや、鎌倉で購入したダイブツ様や、大黒様に見えなくもない木像のほかに、どうやら、庭の神様も仲間入りしたようです。
 秋深まる裏庭の落葉さながら、秋をよそおうルパート王子さまの笑顔は、今日も我が家のリビングルームの暖炉のマントルの上で、西陣織の帯のようにキラキラと輝いています。

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Sons of Anarchy: Hollywood’s Shakespearean Expression of the American Way of Life

FILM | TELEVISION | DRAMA | ACTION SONS OF ANARCHY RATING: ★ ★ ★ ★ Today is Thanksgiving Day in the United States, and since I am American I must, like all Americans are doing across the nation and all over facebook, offer my thanks. There are many things for which I am thankful: my …

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