Kerry over in the Imaginary Garden gave us a beautiful prompt. We are to write a poem based on prose or poems we may have collected that move us. Kerry keeps her in what she calls a Firefly Jar.
I use to gather quotes and write sentences that moved me, tuck them in my journal. I even saved fortune cookie sayings, too. I collected words that made me sigh and gasp with wonder, words that touched me so much, I wanted to captured them, contain them. Yes, like Kerry said, "fireflies in a jar that have the power to shine in the dark."
One year, as a poor college student I made a gift, such at this for a few close friends. Two of them were like me and got it-loved it. I put collected words and thoughts in special tins. I also included fragments of things they loved, lavender, lace maybe a sample of their favorite perfume, memory cards and recipes. I do think a lot of our memories are sensory. One friend had tucked her tin in the basement. I remember the day I saw it and how sad I felt. She saw my eyes go in that direction and gave me this long spiel about how her Mom had moved it. I didn't believe it, but what saddened me most was she really didn't get it. If she had opened the tin and read the poems, the fortunes and the notes, she would of treasured it. I had cut out cards and attached sentiments. I had stapled tickets, ribbons, little keepsakes or tokens, on note cards. I wrote on each card "remember when..." She never opened it. It wasn't just words I had collected, I had collected memories we had shared together.
Here are a few of my firefly snippets that inspired me and I will write a few words about them:
"It is lived out in words, and spaces between the lines are like breath, a life formed as one word comes up behind the other, joins sentences that curve and change and turn back to face me on the page." in the book: The Keepsake by Kirsty Gunn
What do you think of when you read this?!
I think of writing and how a memory will appear and change my words. It will grab hold of me and shake me...
(I'm skipping the fire n' the acid
we all know what heartburn looks n' feels like~)
Love is space and time measured by the heart.-Marcel Proust
© Kerry O’Connor
I use to gather quotes and write sentences that moved me, tuck them in my journal. I even saved fortune cookie sayings, too. I collected words that made me sigh and gasp with wonder, words that touched me so much, I wanted to captured them, contain them. Yes, like Kerry said, "fireflies in a jar that have the power to shine in the dark."
One year, as a poor college student I made a gift, such at this for a few close friends. Two of them were like me and got it-loved it. I put collected words and thoughts in special tins. I also included fragments of things they loved, lavender, lace maybe a sample of their favorite perfume, memory cards and recipes. I do think a lot of our memories are sensory. One friend had tucked her tin in the basement. I remember the day I saw it and how sad I felt. She saw my eyes go in that direction and gave me this long spiel about how her Mom had moved it. I didn't believe it, but what saddened me most was she really didn't get it. If she had opened the tin and read the poems, the fortunes and the notes, she would of treasured it. I had cut out cards and attached sentiments. I had stapled tickets, ribbons, little keepsakes or tokens, on note cards. I wrote on each card "remember when..." She never opened it. It wasn't just words I had collected, I had collected memories we had shared together.
Here are a few of my firefly snippets that inspired me and I will write a few words about them:
"It is lived out in words, and spaces between the lines are like breath, a life formed as one word comes up behind the other, joins sentences that curve and change and turn back to face me on the page." in the book: The Keepsake by Kirsty Gunn
What do you think of when you read this?!
I think of writing and how a memory will appear and change my words. It will grab hold of me and shake me...
Memories touch me
some days are calm and serene like the rested sea
others like volcanoes erupt for no reason
The people who get me are
my ebb n' flow(most of you are online)
they keep me calm and are quiet in my thoughts
their waves touch my own and soothe me
I attempt to wave back and wonder
did I touch them? ~eEe
(I'm skipping the fire n' the acid
we all know what heartburn looks n' feels like~)
Love is space and time measured by the heart.-Marcel Proust
Comments
I am sad that your friend put a gift from your heart in the basement. Can she possibly not have even opened it to discover the treasure within? Wow.
This is a wonderful post, with much to think about....love that you two had a picnic at the shore. Sigh. Loved the sound of the sandwiches too. There is always such good food on your blog. Before I die, I MUST experience a piece of your amazing cake! FedEx maybe? hee hee. Way to write, kiddo!
And, in answer to your question "Did I touch them?" I would say....yes, you indeed did. No doubt at all.
What a creative post this was! Love your short poetry. So much to reflect on tonight.
I'm so sorry about that friend who never got you...I feel sad that she never got to know you...she'd have been blessed.
You, my friend have wisdom that shines in the deepest of inky black nights. Wow...you've floored me with the profoundness of your thoughts here, Ella.
I especially love this:
"allow your seeds to breath/adjust your vision to grow and transplant when needed..."
Yes, so true..when we reevaluate we can grow...love the idea that we can outgrow our "pots..."
You inspire me and yes, I do go on adventures...solo or with boys...someday I'd love to adventure with you!!
((HUGS)) Ella!! 1111and a rose!
Thanks~
Dezzy-I saw you over there, how nice~
It is a wonderful idea to captured cherished thoughts and those words and memories that take our breath away! :D
Sreeja-Happy you joined in :D
Hannah-@>-----
Thank you! Someday we will go on adventure! We will start at your favorite cafe. Yes bring your boys! We will paint the town with chalk drawings of Toads and beautiful words! ;D 1111 ((hugs))
We might to string fortunes and quotes in trees! Save those fortune cookie sayings~
Mary-Thank you! I was fortunate to have the cancer caught before it became an issue. So, I didn't really walk on that path for long, but enough so it snapped me to attention... This is when I started submitting my art! Yes, we all are on a journey, with many potholes and detours, but there is also a lot of wonders to be seen~
:D @>-----
Manicdaily-You are so right! When I bring the camera, things do not unfold the same way. My art dates are usually alone or with my daughter. She has recently discovered she has the creative gene ;D Yeah, I think GPS will be the title of my book, that I am working on... Thank you!
Susie-Maybe she did open it?! Some people just do not see the beauty in the ordinary moments! I think poets, bloggers, writers and all artists do~ I know you do
Thank you~I look forward to your next chapter ;D
Grace-YOU have a profound gift!
@>----- I look forward to your book~
Kim-This is a profound way to view this!~ Yes, I think you are right~
Thank you! I loved seeing your handwriting and what you shared!
Keys in the form of fireflies!
Mary Ann-This is what I use to do! I have also cut out visual images that inspired me, too...
I have to start another one! It is a lovely way to capture what moves us :D Thank you for sharing~
Netty-Please share with me when you get it finished~ I know it has inspired me to finish something I started~ :D Thank you!
Alex-Thank you! YOU know you should make her one~ It could be a journal and write some of your favorite memories you have shared together! What a lovely, romantic gift for an anniversary! You would win the Best Husband award ;D Think about it...she would love it! The best gifts from the heart are sharing ourselves and our memories! Oh, I so hope you do this Captain~
Joy-Thank you! I think blogging and sharing our world is a gift~
Thank you Joy for sharing your talents~ I am in awe of your work~
Sherry-Thank you! I am thinking how I am going to mail you cake?!
lol I do think artist have a different view of the world~ WE know when we have found someone who sees like us! It isn't common in our everyday world~ I love that you are teaching the children around you this view! It is a powerful way to live :D What is your favorite cake?! Oh, yes still need to share the Doughnut muffins...
Helen-Phew,good to release them... No wonder I am dizzy, lol
All these thoughts flying about!
Thank you, you are sweet~
My girlfriends and I gift this way and I think it is the most delightful way to share. You seem like a priceless friend. Thanks so much for visiting my way. :)