Bacon on the Bookshelf

Savory picks for the free range reader

January 15, 2021
by jenniferpuryear

When, Near the End of Day…

For my friend who has suffered a profound loss, and for anyone lost… For the Interim Time by John O’Donohue When near the end of day, life has drained Out of light, and it is too soon For the mind of night to have darkened things, No place looks like itself, loss of outline Makes everything look strangely in-between, Unsure of what has been, or …

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January 1, 2021
by jenniferpuryear

Bitter-Sweet

Happy New Year, friends! Here’s a poem/prayer by George Herbert to start the year, either reverent or irreverent – you decide – Bitter-Sweet Ah my dear angry Lord Since those dost love, yet strike; Cast down, yet help afford; Sure I will do the like. I will complain, yet praise; I will bewail, approve: And all my sour-sweet days I will lament, and love.   …

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December 29, 2020
by jenniferpuryear

Spaghetti and Pancakes

What food are you loyal to? A strange question, yes. One posed by a poet. Award-winning poet Gerald Stern writes an ode to spaghetti in today’s selection from “Poems in Your Pocket”… Spaghetti by Gerald Stern Not infrequently destroyed as bits of paper of no value by the women in my family, namely Ida, Libby, and the maid Thelma, my drawings were gone by the tine I was eleven and …

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December 28, 2020
by jenniferpuryear

Small Treasures

Small treasures enchant us. They can tickle the fancy; delight the eyes; inspire awe, even. Most admirably, they can be tucked away. My sister’s Christmas gifts reminded me. My gift to you this week is an assortment of small wonders – one each day – from the “Poem in Your Pocket” collection, introduced by former U.S. Poet Laureate Kay Ryan… You Cannot Put a Fire …

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December 20, 2020
by jenniferpuryear

A Winter Bird

I fly through the house on my knee scooter! I perch on my cane. I sometimes miss the sofa life, which strangely brought with it a peaceable acceptance of my condition, along with whatever was brought on a tray. I surrendered to the hum and flow of the small world around me – or to the quietness. Now, I begin to return to myself. To …

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December 13, 2020
by jenniferpuryear

For my Aunt Marie

For my Aunt Marie Green leaves cradle the fallen and finished – spent, diminished – (Nature cradles broken things) Lantana yellow small and white bloom wild, unburdened – fierce, unplanted – (Sown by Nature’s careful hand) Unplanned her hard shell cracks wide open and she sings (Nature cradles broken things) *     *     *   *     *     * Dear …

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November 29, 2020
by jenniferpuryear

Sunday Special: Cut Flowers

Do you ever let flowers die in the vase for the poignant beauty – and gorgeous horror – of their fade? Living the sofa life, I imagine myself in a 19th century novel… a woman who has taken to her bed, gazing at her flowers… (since I can’t keep fresh water in the vases or cull the spent blooms right now, darn!) Today I’d love to share some photos …

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November 15, 2020
by jenniferpuryear

Sunday Morning: 3 Poems

I hope you’ll find beauty and solace in these wildly different poems, as I have. They are each, in their way, about patience. But first, a tiny joke! My sweet friend sends me one each day as I’m living the sofa life. The past, present, and future walk into a bar… It was tense. 😄 Patience Taught by Nature by Elizabeth Barrett Browning (1806-1861) “O …

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