Emails went unanswered and laundry was left untouched, basically, I let everything pile up this weekend. Sometimes you just have to do that right? I had had quite a tough week at work so I was not in the mood to do much of anything.

I did however have a great time catching up on my reading. While I waited for some service on my car, I spent the morning at Borders reading some of the latest magazines like Venuszine and Body & Soul. I just had to read Body & Soul as they had an article on de-stressing. Why is it that all the tips sound so easy and doable yet when you are in stress mode the last thing you think about is the breathing or visualization or whatever? Hmm, I don’t know, chocolate does seem to help me. heh.

I also tried to get Suite Française as it’s the April read for my foreign authors book group but the paperback edition isn’t out just yet (for those of you who want that one, mark your calendars it’s out on Tuesday). So when I got home I promptly ordered it on Amazon. Yay an Amazon box will be on my doorstep this week.

I also started Storm Front, one of my choices for the Once Upon a Time Challenge, and I’m thoroughly enjoying it. Actually I am this close to finishing it. I have a couple of other good books to tell you about too so hopefully tomorrow I’ll get to those.

Poetry is eternal graffiti in the heart of everyone.
A poem is a mirror walking down a strange street full of visual delight.
Poetry is the shook foil of the imagination; it should shine out and half blind you.
It is the sun streaming down in the meshes of the morning.
It is white nights and mouths of desire.
It is a tree with live leaves made from log piles of words.
A poem should arise to ecstasy somewhere between speech and song.

~ Excerpt of Americus, Book I by Lawrence Ferlinghetti.

Brussels, July 2006

This post was inspired by Christine who recently had a poem and picture that I really enjoyed. I found this Ferlinghetti poem plus a wonderful interview of the poet in the latest edition of Poets & Writers Magazine.