Photography ©2017 Ka Malana
Photography ©2017 Ka Malana
Tiny granite gravel garners
arranged and shaped by larger hands
from the hours and minutes
Our conversations linger above
like a cloud
accumulating memories as
rain drops and I chase the
In new places, on islands,
in another part of the world
I sit under the same tree.
At this point it is beyond
40 days and 40 nights,
how many lifetimes,
Like a leopard stalking
hungrily, I’ve faced you,
and sought your incarnation
in every one.
Yet each moment with you
is like a million moments
that are first moments;
and I am covered in morning light,
a soft gaze, your tenderness.
I shall return for more.
“The creative strength is good enough and deep enough to bring itself to flower and to grow in spite of this sickness.”
― Joanne Greenberg, I Never Promised You a Rose Garden
Photography by Ka Malana ©2017
Bloggers might remember when the desert opened: the first visit and poem, here. In January of 2017, the poems from Fiestaestrellas were revised, compiled and given energy. The finished book, Art for Art, can be purchased here, which includes previously unpublished content. Below is my offering to you. May your deserts blossom.
Hello dear friends & welcome new followers!
I am delighted to share with you that my 1st book of poetry is published and available. It’s available immediately at the CreateSpace eStore. It’ll be able at Amazon.com in 3-5 business days (now available!), and to a wider audience in 6-8 weeks! The thing is, to me, this was everything: I finished!
May you all have a Happy New Year – Chinese Lunar New Year is coming up – let the festivities continue while we work! I hope. I can breathe now… well, sort of… I’ll sign and autograph as you request. I had one or two of those already. It may take some time as I am just adjusting to my new schedule, but we’ll work stuff out on a case by case basis. Please use my contact form, and just allow me 24-48 hours to get some thoughts together, and of course, to be in front of a computer again.
Ps. I have taken note that every time I write, there are crickets! Right now! Bright daylight, and I hear crickets near the screen door. So grateful!! Remembering this.
I probably shouldn’t be admitting this on my blog, but I’m not a very good storyteller. I want to just show up and say, “It was magical- THE END,” and then quietly sit down, without a whole lot of rigamarole, so that I can go onto my next adventure. That being said, the other issue with telling the tale, is that… it’ll get re-framed as less awesome than it really was. My words and my pictures cannot do justice to my experiences. Maybe that will change, but today it is the same. The actual experience is the best, and well… that’s really all I can say. Enough excuses and disclaimers (but I needed to be a little bit real about my awkwardness and include them)! Commencing with the rest…
The title of my post: “Roman Holiday” was inspired by Trini over at Pathways to Spirit, a few months ago she posted about this movie, and we’d just returned from Rome, so I wanted to extend the fun and watched this fun movie with Audrey Hepburn. At first, I was going to title, “Rome was like Home.” Really, maybe I’ll just start with the title last, next time.
Usually words just flow.
Let’s start with some subway scene photos. Very real. Oh, and an Italian snack machine, because for all adventures, snacks play a role.
Next up…. a short story written in college, entirely unrelated to anything…
I was born from the land of Ocean
mixed with salt and sea.
Darkness is calming, soothing, and through it,
Down into the deep.
Touching nose to sand,
I feel the vibrations of Mother.
Rest my belly on this rock.
for a moment.
rising up, I am guided by my blue-eyes.
…and there are Jellys….
whose lights hover over and drift like spaceships.
Revealing complexity and hairlike extensions
while transparently supple
Black and white clownfish and are tickled by,
the sea anemone.
I can be seen among them, peeking out from time to time.
Majestic leafy sea dragon fills my dreams with primordial dances of creation.
Such a marvelous costume
Everywhere the sea continues in blue unison, the darkness abiding, providing safety and rest.
…simply rocking, calming
Easy lights on the eyes.
my dear, a Starfish
and a Lionfish,
are here, too. ❤
Summer has ended up being far more full-bodied than I anticipated, and somehow I am not surprised! I still fantasize about getting my photos worked out and all my computer files found. There’s been another glitch along the way, but there is a plan. Meanwhile, I can’t seem to stop finding beings to photograph. There’s a flow that goes through the faucet regardless of any valves that may regulate it.
Um, Saturn square Neptune… for those who practice that.
Happy Summer Days! Here’s a song from the past. It came up in conversation, and this crow also has blue eyes, so…)
driving to the desert
we passed through clouds
sitting in valleys.
the fog was sometimes all around,
and sometimes beneath.
at times around bends,
the fog would dress over the lake
like a puffy white
shawl covering the shoulders
of a morning’s sunrise landscape.
frost glittered the land
from last night’s sky quaff,
while today some cows dot the hills
with their little calfs, eating and drinking
from one rumination.
hills meander, continuous and unbroken,
green and recent is