Happy Birthday Buddha!

poetry festival invades salem ma

This weekend the Poetry Festival of MA is being held in Salem. As i lay here on my heating pad on the couch with a few cats and a dog i thought i would post something from one of my favorite poets, ee cummings. Because of his influence, , i received a B in English by Sister Mary Hildagard, aka bucky beaver for not using capital letters when signing my name! Needless to say my parents were not pleased with my refusal to cooperate and get an A. (It was worth it!)

i carry your heart with me
e e cummings

i carry your heart with me(i carry it in
my heart)i am never without it(anywhere
i go you go,my dear; and whatever is done
by only me is your doing,my darling)
i fear
no fate(for you are my fate,my sweet)i want
no world(for beautiful you are my world,my true)
and it's you are whatever a moon has always meant
and whatever a sun will always sing is you

here is the deepest secret nobody knows
(here is the root of the root and the bud of the bud
and the sky of the sky of a tree called life;which grows
higher than the soul can hope or mind can hide)
and this is the wonder that's keeping the stars apart

i carry your heart(i carry it in my heart)

edward estlin cummings

All Wired Up And No Place To Go....

It almost feels like summer. The snow is melted and it is possible to walk the beach collecting shells and sea glass. In a perfect world i would sit on the beach at Winter Island, soaking in the sun, the sea breeze and that wonderful ocean air while crocheting.

My latest addiction is crocheting with wire. Here are a few pieces with sea shells, recycled beads and freshwater pearls.







Made with love and magic in my Planet Calamari Studio located in Salem MA. See more art to wear at the