Today I had someone call me a “failed artist”. Before you get all irate on my behalf, I’m not offended by this. I’d rather be what this person defines as a failed artist than a successful…I don’t know, pretty much anything else. This person’s definition of a failure is anyone who has the audacity to […]Read More Failed Artist?
When I was a little girl, my Grandma Joye and I would sit on the front porch of her Craftsman style house and make up stories about fairies together. Under the sweeping mimosa trees, we’d build fairy houses of twigs, shells from fallen nuts and acorns, bark, moss, grass and flowers to make sure the […]Read More Fairies and Other Good Stuff
This word reminds me of a poem my Grandma Joye wrote. She used to read it to me, every time I was at her house and it rained. Truthfully, I didn’t mind the rain there so much. It was a great opportunity to sit on her big covered front porch in the swing. I still […]Read More Plink Plank
by Dylan Thomas and read by Anthony Hopkins ‘Til next time, JessicaRead More Do Not Go Gentle Into That Good Night
Today is the day that is typically celebrated as Shakespeare’s birthday. He would be 450 today. To commemorate the day, and although Sonnet 21 isn’t one of his most popular, it has always been one of my favorites. In it, Shakespeare vows his love is true and the words he writes about his love will be […]Read More The Bard’s Birthday
I recently posted that Samuel Taylor Coleridge’s Kubla Khan is my favorite poem. Then I found this clip of Benedict Cumberbatch reading it. Although the cadence and pace are not the same as the way I typically read it, which is really similar to the way my college professors did, the change in pace shifted my […]Read More Kubla Khan Read by Benedict Cumberbatch
Have you ever found something that worked its way inside and just refused to leave? Coleridge’s Kubla Khan did that to me. The very first time I read it or heard it, I just couldn’t let it go, and I don’t know if I could tell you exactly what grabbed me. Each time I read it, […]Read More More poetry
Keats read by Benedict Cumberbatch…poetry month. (Yep, that’s the only reason I found this…poetry month.) ‘Til next time, JessicaRead More Ode to A Nightengale