Labor Day Weekend 2013

Photography by Anja Stiegler

The Weekend Comes
By Annette Marie Hyder

The weekend comes

with her long neck
of freedom stretched out
all the way to Monday
and her soft plumage
offering me a ride.
What can I say?
I nestle onto her back
and tell her, “Take me
where you want to go!”
Plans are a diminishing horizon —
clouds in my hair are what I want
and down nibbling on my toes.

This was me yesterday

From the1988 fantasy film written and directed by Jan Švankmajer, Alice

Just replace the frock she is wearing with a green silk sheath and cover her eyes with her hair so she can’t see where she is going and this was me yesterday, fighting over my dress with the wind, as I tried to go about various errands in downtown St. Paul, MN.

It’s a Sunshine-on-a-stick Kind of Day

By Annette Marie Hyder

I see it everywhere I go this afternoon,
thick golden sunshine
twirled on the branches of trees,
served up on one of the last days of summer.
And you can carry it with you
through the fair of events,
enjoy it as you go.
Just be sure to leave some room
for cotton candy moon
before you get in line
for the Ferris wheel of night.

Dog-eared but much loved

Photo Copyright Annette Marie Hyder

Remember the story of The Velveteen Rabbit, how in that story a boy’s love for his favorite toy, a velveteen rabbit, brought it to life while concomitantly wearing it down and making it shabby? In The Velveteen Rabbit, the toy is loved so much that it becomes real even as it loses its soft velvet fur and the pink of its nose, as its whiskers fall out and the stuffing gets lumpy from so much hugging.

Books, similarly, can, if they are loved, come to life — even if they are loved by only one reader. Imagine a book like Dr. Clarissa Pinkola EstésWomen Who Run With the Wolves and how many lives it has touched, how it continues to do so, and how it sings through its readers’ lives in their thoughts and consequent actions.

The book in the photo above is my copy of Women Who Run With the Wolves, dog-eared but alive, in the way that it continues to influence me, and much loved. It makes me happy that my 17-year-old daughter is now reading this book full of
wisdom, myths, and stories about the wild woman
archetype. Second generation love for this book!

Photography by Ryan McGinley

healthy woman is much like a wolf: robust, chock-full, strong life
force, life-giving, territorially aware, inventive, loyal, roving.”  Dr. Clarissa Pinkola Estés, Women Who Run With the Wolves. Quote
 and photo via Ravenous Butterflies.

Links of interest:
Digital archive of The Velveteen Rabbit by Margery Williams
AfterMidnightWriter: Underground Writings of Dr. Clarissa Pinkola Estés
Facing Feminism: Feminists I Know
Ravenous Butterflies

Something beautiful on this Wednesday afternoon: The art of being

Image source: Bubblews

Cool and quixotic, looking like it’s carved from jade that’s been paled and pared down to something like ivory only brighter and cleaner, this alligator decorates the tree branch on which it lies, gleams like a piece of jewelry pinned to the sweater bark of the tree, or like a pendant, hanging from an invisible chain of light.

I love the mosaic of its skin, the deceptively delicate looking beauty of its bone-china claws, the graceful sway of the curve of its tail and the way that its left arm and leg have made an art of sprawl.

Life seems like a marketplace to me when I see things like this that incarnate the art of being — a marketplace full of rare beauty, bursting with never-before-seens and exotic spices, tree-climbing-brooches (aka white alligators), for instance, and the zesty spice of surprise, a marketplace in which the currency you spend is time.

Note of interest

The alligator in the photo is a white alligator, not an albino. According to Bubblews, with cited sources:

“They are actually called “leucistic” alligators. Due to this genetically rare condition, their
skin only has a bit of color which is displayed on the tail, around the
mouth and in their bright blue eyes. Since this is a very rare
condition, these specific alligators are considered a rare species.
Scientists think there are only 12 of these leucistic gators, four them
being in the Gatorland theme park in Florida, because they rarely
survive in the wild swamp lands of America and China…the only places
they have been found.”

the moon sets the scene

Image via

the moon sets the scene
By Annette Marie Hyder

gilds the lily of your face
with special-effects-contact-lenses blue
I string an antler’s worth
(tines in velvet moonlit too)
of kisses ’round your neck
no one can see them
but you feel them
I know that you do
you feel my aubergine kisses
when the moon is blue

Happy Blue Moon!

You can read all about the technical aspects of tonight’s blue moon, here, at the website.

If you would like more poetry to go with your science, here are a few links to some of my other poèmes de la lune:

the moonlight
dear moon,
the harvest moon sang to me
Cold Shoulder
Golem Moon
The moon hung around

My brother sends me food pics

My brother Thom and I trade food pics of the things we make like we are trading Yugioh cards. He is always one-upping me and making me miss his chef-errific ways!

Here, the latest offerings via smart phone from Thom:


Bread studded with sun-dried tomatoes and garlic!

Fruit and vegetable arrangement by Audrey!

And what did I have to send in return? Well…I made a pie.

A key lime pie.

Here’s a video of Jazzy helping her uncle Thom make pizza when she was 6 yrs. old.
(Sorry if your browser doesn’t support this video.)