Phote Quote: Summer Rose

"Tis the last rose of summer,

Left blooming alone;

All her lovely companions

 Are faded and gone."

~  Thomas Moore, The Last Rose    of Summer, 1830

Our own rose plant...a bit too tired after a dry, sultry summer.

Photo Quote - Hermann Hesse -I

“I have been and still am a seeker, but I have ceased to question stars and books; I have begun to listen to the teaching my blood whispers to me.” ~  Hermann Hesse, Demian 

Photo Quote

“Without inspiration, we’re all like a box of matches that will never be lit.” ― David Archuleta

Charles Dickens - I

"It [is] one of those March days when the sun shines hot and the wind blows cold: when it is summer in the light, and winter in the shade." ~ Charles Dickens

John Milton - I

“A mind not to be changed by place or time.

The mind is its own place, and in itself

Can make a heav'n of hell, a hell of heav'n.” 

~ John Milton 

Paradise Lost or Paradise Regained, Belated Birthday Greetings, John Milton.

Mahmoud Darwish - I come from there

I come from there and I have memories

Born as mortals are, I have a mother

And a house with many windows,

I have brothers, friends,

And a prison cell with a cold window.

Mine is the wave, snatched by sea-gulls,

I have my own view,

And an extra blade of grass.

Mine is the moon at the far edge of the words,

And the bounty of birds,

And the immortal olive tree.

I walked this land before the swords

Turned its living body into a laden table.

I come from there. I render the sky unto her mother

When the sky weeps for her mother.

And I weep to make myself known

To a returning cloud.

I learnt all the words worthy of the court of blood

So that I could break the rule.

I learnt all the words and broke them up

To make a single word: Homeland..... 

~ Mahmoud Darwish

Mahmoud Darwish (Arabic: محمود درويش‎) (13 March 1941 – 9 August 2008) was a Palestinian poet and author who won numerous awards for his literary output and was regarded as the Palestinian national poet. In his work, Palestine became a metaphor for the loss of Eden, birth and resurrection, and the anguish of dispossession and exile. He has been described as incarnating and reflecting "the tradition of the political poet in Islam, the man of action whose action is poetry". ~ his Facebook page says.