Lemongrass Library

Posted here will be mostly books and poetry with a few polka dots and moonbeams.

[dabiconcordia]

A Nameless Woman

I wish to be a nameless woman way out on a small hillside. With gourd-vines on the roof of my cottage, pumpkins and cucumbers in a hemp-garden, the moon invited into my yard over a fence made of roses, and my arms full of stars; the owl-hooting dark will not make me lonely.

In a village where the train never stops, eating millet-cake soaked in a rass basin, talking with a close friend until late at night about the secrets of the fox-haunted mountains, while a shaggy dog barks at the moon, I shall be happier than a queen. by No Ch'onmyhong

[cleverwordsandotherstuffilike]

[majestativa]

Night, dark as leopard-flower.

ONO NO KOMACHI (小野 小町) — The Penguin Book of Women Poets [Eds. Carol Cosman, Joan Keefe & Kathleen Weaver], transl. by Geoffrey Bownas & Anthony Thwaite, (1978)

[anicarissi]

I’m finally reading this gem by Corey Ann Haydu, and whew—it is a tapestry woven from heartstrings.

[dreaminginthedeepsouth]

Marian Lubawski

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"The answer must be, I think, that beauty and grace are performed whether or not we will or sense them. The least we can do is try to be there."

Annie Dillard / Pilgrim at Tinker Creek

[franz-bauch-foto]

Wildflowers

[ruknowhere]

“Cats will amusingly tolerate humans only until someone comes up with a tin opener that can be operated with a paw."

Terry Pratchett

Yuko Nakamura - Black Cat, 2021.

Credit: Ravenous Butterflies

[dabiconcordia]

“You shall love your neighbour With your crooked heart,

It says so much about love and brokenness -- it's perfect.” ― John Green

[theimpossiblecool]

"The longer I live, the more deeply I learn that love — whether we call it friendship or family or romance — is the work of mirroring and magnifying each other’s light."

James Baldwin.

[baskinginsunshine]

Cozy, sci fi, space novel. Absolutely enjoyable and worth the read.

[dreaminginthedeepsouth]

I am a place, a place where things come together, then fly apart. Look at the fields disappearing, look at the distant hills, look at the night, the velvety, fragrant night, which has already come, though the sun continues to stand at my door.

Mark Strand, closing lines to “From a Lost Diary,” The Continuous Life: Poems (Alfred A. Knopf, 1992)

[julesofnature]

“No one anointed us ruler of this kingdom. It's not ours to own. We are simply one of the animal species on our planet. Not separate. Not superior. We hold in our hands a responsibility to preserve harmony in the natural world. To demonstrate compassion to all that call this home. So many living creatures have feelings. Know loss, suffer pain. We must understand the mutual dependence between humans and animals. Only if we understand can we care. Only if we care can all be saved. ~ Jane Goodall

[jazzcathaven]

Fire and flood, war, genocide, injustice, the cruelty of man's inhumanity to man, we see all this around us every day. One tragedy follows another relentlessly. Which is worse, feeling the pain of it all or becoming numb? I'm not sure. My blog here is mainly an escape, which we all need to retain our sanity. Even though I may not post much about the state of things here, I am keenly aware and deeply troubled.

[lemongrasslibrary]

Same

[1five1two]

[rtodd64]

[catsofyore]

By the light of the moon. 🌕 postcard from my collection, mailed 1909.

[dreaminginthedeepsouth]

The Soul Dances in the Embrace of Flame :: [Laura Makabresku]

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“He was still too young to know that the heart's memory eliminates the bad and magnifies the good, and that thanks to this artifice we manage to endure the burden of the past.”  ― Gabriel García Márquez, Love in the Time of Cholera