09 / 2010


“Lord, give me the heart of a child, and the awesome courage to live it out as an adult.” ~ Catherine Doherty (September 1, 2010 at 8:26)

Svetlana Marisova is moving to the next level. (September 2, 2010 at 7:58)

Svetlana Marisova is moving into spring. (September 3, 2010 at 8:39)

We are not called the shaking isles for nothing. (September 4, 2010 at 10:09)

Tomorrow is Father’s Day in New Zealand and I want to acknowledge all my cyber-Papas with the gratitude which is their due. Without knowing it you have given me roots here – and wings. Thank you. (September 4, 2010 at 16:59)

“Simplicity is to experience reality, not in relation to ourselves, but in its sacred independence. …. Resting in the centre of our being, we encounter a world where all things are at rest in the same way. Then a tree becomes a mystery, a cloud a revelation, each man a cosmos of whose riches we can catch only glimpses.” – Dag Hammarskjöld (September 4, 2010 at 21:24)

It is in this love that we live and move and have our being. (September 6, 2010 at 20:01)

before dawn
(September 9, 2010 at 8:41)

Svetlana Marisova has stepped through the doors of perception. (September 9, 2010 at 17:18)

hi svetlana, thanks for your interest in and submission to contemporary haibun online
we’ve had a chance to review your work, and are happy to accept this piece for our next issue, due out some time in september or october
thanks for your fine work, and we hope you’ll try us again soon
take care – jim kacian (September 11, 2010 at 23:23)

Why does one feel the urge to write? (September 13, 2010 at 19:47)

Svetlana Marisova is going to sleep now satisfied with the fruit of her labours. (September 14, 2010 at 0:19)

Svetlana Marisova has cancelled her travel plans plans for the next few days and is battening down the hatches. (September 15, 2010 at 20:06)

The atmosphere outside my cabin here on the north Taranaki coast has taken on an ominous stillness mutely explaining to me the true meaning of ‘the calm before the storm’. (September 15, 2010 at 21:01)

This live webcam is about 50kms up the coast from me so if I lose access to the net you can see the storm unfolding. (September 15, 2010 at 21:35)

“He comes with Western winds, with evening’s wandering airs,
With that clear dusk of heaven that brings the thickest stars:
Winds take a pensive tone, and stars a tender fire,
And visions rise, and change, that kill me with desire.” – Emily Brontë (September 15, 2010 at 22:54)

Blow winds and crack your cheeks! rage! blow! (September 16, 2010 at 15:58)

“For the man sound in body and serene of mind there is no such thing as bad weather; every sky has its beauty, and storms which whip the blood do but make it pulse more vigorously.” – George Gissing
Men have to be told such things whereas we know. (September 17, 2010 at 1:31)

A storm with no name – shall we call it teacup? (September 17, 2010 at 12:11)

Svetlana Marisova is still safely anchored in reality. (September 18, 2010 at 12:39)

It is getting really stormy now – almost non-stop lightning, thunder with very heavy rain and strong winds. (September 18, 2010 at 21:16)

א or מרן אתא (September 19, 2010 at 10:38)

oliov (September 19, 2010 at 23:33)

This is an extract from a larger sequence that I am working on.
contemporary haibun Online: An Edited Journal of Haibun Prose and Haiku Poetry
An online journal of contemporary haibun edited by Ken Jones, Jim Kacian and Bruce Ross featuring the best of modern English language haibun (September 21, 2010 at 8:29)

Published. A small step but very encouraging. (September 21, 2010 at 8:50)

Svetlana Marisova wonders whether all things will be equal at 3:09 September 23rd UTC or whether it will merely mark the onset of equinoxial gales. (September 21, 2010 at 14:10)

Svetlana Marisova is considering giving her laptop the boot for failing to boot 🙁 (September 22, 2010 at 11:49)

Svetlana Marisova has relented. (September 22, 2010 at 14:35)

Svetlana Marisova is going to check out what promises sleep has to deliver. (September 23, 2010 at 1:03)

“Alone we are born And die alone;
Yet see the red-gold cirrus Over snow-mountain shine.
Upon the upland road Ride easy, stranger:
Surrender to the sky Your heart of anger.” – James K. Baxter (September 23, 2010 at 8:31)

I am going on a pilgrimage to Hiruhirama (Jerusalem) on the Whanganui River next week where two people whom I would call my spiritual mentors once lived. (September 23, 2010 at 11:08)

I did not do it, Zuckerberg (September 24, 2010 at 8:52)

I will be out of reach of this book of faces from 1am September 26th NZST (9am September 25th EST) and urge my friends to savour the sweetness of my absence while they can. (September 24, 2010 at 21:46)

ancient light
from winter stars
quickening my heart
(September 25, 2010 at 12:33)

Svetlana Marisova has delayed her travel plans for a day. (September 26, 2010 at 11:11)

“The possession of knowledge does not kill the sense of wonder and mystery. There is always more mystery.” — Anaïs Nin (September 26, 2010 at 22:36)

This part of the world teems with a creative energy that is in the throes of finding its human expression. I have only recently discovered this painter’s work and am delighted to introduce him to you.
Series by John McLean, award-winning New Zealand artist from Urenui, Taranaki. (September 29, 2010 at 19:41)

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