Departures

There are some things -- many things -- in this space that doesn't sound me anymore.

Went through all my old posts and while they were all genuine life experiences and feelings, I have already outgrown that phase of wanting to stop by every so often to talk about how I feel. I still pause from time to time to take in all the emotions that come from being human but I try to do that in moderation now.

That said, a new site is coming. Domain's now in place, I'm just fixing up some very important details. I'd still be sharing poems I love and some other little pieces of heaven on earth, only this time, there would certainly be more of these joys than the rather morose content that dominates this space.

The new blog will be live on April 21, 2013 so if you feel like it, come visit!

Meanwhile, here's a poem by Linda Pastan that better encapsulates this goodbye.

Because

Linda Pastan

Because the night you asked me,

the small scar of the quarter moon

had healed—the moon was whole again;

because life seemed so short;

because life stretched before me

like the darkened halls of nightmare;

because I knew exactly what I wanted;

because I knew exactly nothing;

because I shed my childhood with my clothes—

they both had years of wear left in them;

because your eyes were darker than my father’s;

because my father said I could do better;

because I wanted badly to say no;

because Stanley Kowalski shouted “Stella…;”

because you were a door I could slam shut;

because endings are written before beginnings;

because I knew that after twenty years

you’d bring the plants inside for winter

and make a jungle we’d sleep in naked;

because I had free will;

because everything is ordained;

I said yes.