Humans turn to the arts during oppressively-stressful times.
I know a masterful surgeon who would return home from the operating room and watch Disney movies. I loved that he confessed this. The world of fantasy in art, the world of music, world of dance, the act of living room dancing itself, solo, partner or group...singing alone or together, being silly -- all or any are salve for the burns from the dark side of the human condition's branding-iron sizzle. -- To your crayolas everyone!
There is a lot of synergism going on today, as your succinct yet delightful promise of reality in a new way for any of us was causing a smile to form on my rather serious and somewhat exhausted face of exercising a draft of "From Where Came?" Your wordsmithing of charm and discovery was just what I needed. This is a man I'd love to meet. Kudos, Diana. May all the stars you deserve gracefully move about and around you.
This book represents a thirty-day period of my poetry journal. Each poem addresses
the dominant thoughts occupying my mind during the early morning hours of a given
day.
From the author of Jupiter Remembered and Until It’s Time: Embracing Life In Our Later Years comes Petals of Love: Poetry of a Woman’s Soul – a heartfelt collection spanning more than thirty-five years. Through tender reflections, these poems offer g
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