three little hints

i'm not ready to disclose the name of my poet quite yet.  you all are very good at figuring things out. patience, logic, reading each others comments and ideas, process of elimination and some thinking outside the box will help.

i will give you three additional clues today.

1. both poems are by the same person.

2. yes, sara was right when she said why would i mention these poems if we don't know the writer.  this person is anything but a well-known poet, but dennis recognized the name as soon as he read it.  so leslie, you can give up googling.

3. the publication in which these works are found was probably not widely circulated and was printed in 1984.

good luck, i hope you keep coming up with ideas.  don't get impatient.  the answer will charm and delight you as much as it did me when dennis brought this book home.

guessing game

so dennis was doing his usual used book shopping and he brought home a poetry book.   we found a couple of poems that were particularly interesting.   i want you to guess  the author of these two poems if you can.   

EBLA

From those ancient ruins rise
Records
Heaped with dust and sand
Of long buried civilizations
Abiding still to tell the story
Centuries spent in silent waiting
Mute sentinel
Now unearthed to bear a witness
Speaking out
Truth telling tablets
Marked with aged stylus
Slept through soporific climate
Rested
Now reveal their secrets
Relic of Levantine antiquity

and here's the second one:


         DESERT LAKE

They know its there
   If not by instinct
      Then by fact that
          Shining, glistening source of life
              Is spread before them
                 It covers dry, parched
                    Patch of earth
                       Refuge in the long flight to
                          Northmost parts
                              Here graceful Egret, majestic Goose
                                  Blue Heron and multi-colored Duck
                                       Pause in flight
                                            To rest - feed - be social
                                                  Their noisy raucous communication
                                                      Passing information of recent events
                                                            A touch of happiness
                                                                   Reviving

leave a comment if you think you know who wrote these.



          

Checking Inside the Box

we went to price on mom's birthday and i found some amaryllis bulbs.  i chose three different ones and planted them when we got home.  one came out of the box all bent and white.  it looked deformed.  dennis asked me if i had checked inside the box before i bought them.  he is a checker.  he will spend lots of time checking and comparing items and their packing before he buys.  i rarely do this because i don't notice the minute differences he is able to perceive.

i think it all stems from me being more of an optimist than he is.  i usually expect things will turn out, what we buy is what is shown on the package and no one is trying to pull one over on us.

    

anyway, i felt kind of bad about the amaryllis, but not completely hopeless.  i put it on the window sill with the others and turned it so it bent away from the window.  and things turned out just the way i hoped.  the little bulb was drawn to the light and within about a week it was straight and green.

now look at it.  it is the big one on the right.  i'm glad that december is also a time of blossoming.

i think dennis should be thankful i'm not the sort of person who checks inside the box.  and, yes, it's probably good that he's the sort who does.

fuller family christmas and last weekend

here are the pictures of the fuller christmas eve party that i promised (better late than never is my motto):

 dennis took this picture, it is blurry because he didn't know you push the button down partway and then wait.  i guess he thought that by sheer brute force he could mash the button down, resulting in three blurry pictures.  he was panicked, thinking that the camera took bad pictures, but we reassured him it was just him.

 i tried to get pics of everyone but realize now that the only picture of jarret moulton is this little sliver of his face.  he must be camera shy.  i guess melissa is camera shy too because i can't find one picture of her even though she was the hostess of this feast.  where were you hiding melissa?

shannon is not camera shy, praise be.

and now for photos of the spaghetti dinner hosted by melanie:

 i think dennis got a hold of the camera again because here is another blurry picture of dominick.

 jared was puzzling over my ipad in this photo.

 glad we got a better shot of jarret.

 and melissa could run, but she couldn't hide this time.

 our only pic of the cook, she was moving so fast this was the best we could do.

i have other pictures but they are either so blurry as to be unrecognizable or truly unflattering and i am a merciful woman.  if only i had gotten some pics of grandma in the hospital, but i bet she's glad i didn't.