Mags Loves Jimi

“They thought I was a Surrealist, but I wasn't. I never painted dreams. I painted my own reality.” ― Frida Kahlo

Month: October, 2016

# Untitled 46 (Sail On)

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I didn’t care for it –

the sonnets in simple minds.

But you flood in.

Too late,

already baited;

the call-to-action is clear.

                                                                       Sail. Steer. Stifle. Stilt. 

And I remember how easy it was –

                                                                                       (Minding the gap.)

Playing my tune.

Bending fingers with keys

that licked and spiked

                                                       our interests.

Are you still

staring at the moon, my love?

Waning for me.

Communication and Connection | Spotlight on Alain De Botton’s ‘The Course of Love’

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“What makes people good communicators is, in essence, an ability not to be fazed by the more problematic or offbeat aspects of their own characters. They can contemplate their anger, their sexuality, and their unpopular, awkward, or unfashionable opinions without losing confidence or collapsing into self-disgust. They can speak clearly because they have managed to develop a priceless sense of their own acceptability. They like themselves well enough to believe that they are worthy of, and can win, the goodwill of others if only they have the wherewithal to present themselves with the right degree of patience and imagination.”

– Alain De Botton, ‘The Course of Love.’

How You Doin’? | #AdviceToWriters

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*artwork by Mrzyk & Moriceau.

The First Job Is To Entertain

A writer may have a message, an emotion, a philosophy to impart in his fiction, and these are the most marvelous kind of serendipity. But his first job is to entertain. To inform comes second. To entertain comes first.

HARLAN ELLISON

#AdviceToWriters

Lemonade | National Poetry Day

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The summer romance sings –

soothing with supple,

and slender

sights.

Who knows when trees will bloom?

I lift my eyes and all is new –

Who holds the hearts of sinners renewed?

I sing to speak –

So to speak is to say;

“Despite it all,

I’ve had my way.”

(Don’t worry,

Spring sings for you,

too).

#NationalPoetryDay