May 5, 2023

Quote   for  Today

"Where the blue of the night

Meets the gold of the day,

Someone waits for me."

Bing Crosby

1931 song

 May 4, 2023

ALL  IS  HOLY

 

All is holy – sacred – a sacrament.

The little kid draws the picture of a cow.

He saw her out the bus window on the way

home from school. That picture was on the

refrigerator door for at least a year – sacred.

So too mom’s hair brush which her daughter

wanted after mom died 11 years ago. She

had taken care of mom and her hair the

last year of her life. So too dad’s shoe horn

and the hundreds of things in the museum

called “our home.” All is holy. All is sacred,

but you have to ask, “What’s this?”

and, “What’s the story? And I notice

the brush has some gray hair in it?”

© Reflections, Andy Costello

May 3, 2023

LIMITS

 

Things have edges. They do.

Go too far and you can fall off.

We  have to accept limits.

Difficult at times – but we

can figure this out from oneself.

Sleep is a good place to start  - then

work – then walking – then talking –

then being with each other – knowing

the other has limits – but especially

they have gifts which make up

for my limits and for what’s missing

on the other side of my limits.

 

© Reflections, Andy Costello

 May 4, 2023

Quote for Today 

"It is one thing to show a man that he is in error, 

and another to put him possession of truth."

John Locke

in An Essay concerning 

Human Understanding 

[1690] bk. 4, ch. 7, sect 11

 May 2, 2023

PAGE  263

 

Any book with a lot of pages

Has a page 263.  Check it out.

Was it carved out? Was it rushed?

Or was it like ten thousand conversations?

I’ve  had – forever lost in the wind –

of words. Oops! I still have it.

It’s written down. It’s in a book.

Check out – look at  page 263.

 

 

© Reflections, Andy Costello

 May 3, 2023

Quote  for Today

"To be adult is to be alone."

Jean Rostand

Penses d'un blologiste (1954)

 May 1, 2023

MOSQUITO

 

Mosquito ….

I was about to chase you down-

and kill you – and that would be that –

and I would continue doing my nothings ….

But no, I decided to get my window open

and my screen up and watch you fly  out

Into the world – with my blood in your belly.

Hope you remember me – and I hope

next time, you land on a race horse –

or a fox or a giraffe or a gorilla.

Any of those would certainly be

be a lot more interesting

than just me in your belly.

Me ….

 

© Reflections, Andy Costello