Bacon on the Bookshelf

Savory picks for the free range reader

July 28, 2021
by jenniferpuryear

The Wild Life in Central Park

  Alice gleams in the mad, mad world while parents teach their young to share a rock in the sun –  the sparrow bold and sharp finds crumbs – and the moth believes herself beautiful.  Black eyed susans flirt by water’s edge – clouds swim in the pond –  while strange monster daisies stretch for the sun.   Brides marry, half-mad with love –  undone …

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June 30, 2021
by jenniferpuryear

Once Upon a Time…

The Corona Gardens (I) Once upon a time (in the Time of Corona) a grand old pine perished, felled by tiny beetles which seems kind of tragic but not as tragic as it may have seemed once upon a time.  Among its roots grew up a garden of lavender, milkweed and veronica. The carpenter bee kissed them all.  Nearby the allium exploded in fireworks while the …

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June 6, 2021
by jenniferpuryear

Sunday Morning Special: Beware of Wildlife

Often you have a choice to make in the woods: you have to choose your trail. Keep in mind that you must not turn and run, no matter what. You must keep your eyes open and see what you see… Beware of Wildlife Walking in the woods in May, you may see Bear Corn otherwise known as Squawroot emerging from the earth – My God it’s …

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May 15, 2021
by jenniferpuryear

The Curse of Jonah (Or: Two Tales of Colonial Gas)

  Sometimes I am really late to the party. Will someone please text me when there is important breaking news? I didn’t realize until Wednesday afternoon that Colonial Gas supplied Nashville. When my younger daughter told me, we drove to the Green Hills Kroger and filled up (only regular gas available, and not at every pump). We were due to leave for Atlanta the next …

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April 18, 2021
by jenniferpuryear

When the Heart Waits (feat. Sue Monk Kidd)

In pajamas, I slipped downstairs for a breakfast of champions.  I passed my father’s bedroom. He was awake, lying in bed with his hands behind his head. “Good morning, Jennifer!” he called out, as I paused in the door. “When did you get here?” he asked.  “Last night,” I answered, so as not to upset him. “We’re so glad you’re here,” he said, and in …

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March 31, 2021
by jenniferpuryear

Halfinated and It Feels So Good

“All is swell here, I’m halfinated,” my friend Don texted last week – and I think he’s come up with the cleverest word I’ve heard in a long time. They’re giving out shots like candy in Georgia where my daughters live. Both girls – in their 20s – are now halfinated. As are more and more people I know. My friend Carrington came over a …

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March 18, 2021
by jenniferpuryear

Coming Home from the Moon, feat. A.A. Milne

I lived on the moon for a while With the dusty dune-dwelling sparrows And odd signs and symbols, ever-shifting. One time I saw a purple balloon That had made it all the way to the moon But mostly I dwelt in sand and clouds, alone. Then it was time to come home. Green had happened while I was gone – And Blue – And Pink …

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March 4, 2021
by jenniferpuryear

The Yellow Pail

I walked too far on a cold, grey day – all the way to the Portman house. It’s a local landmark for obvious reasons. There was nothing to be done except walk back, the hardware in my left ankle moaning. Or at least complaining. These are some things I saw… A boy, alone, rode his bicycle While two small castles returned to dust. A yellow …

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March 3, 2021
by jenniferpuryear

Skeletons on the Shore

Walking slowly – ankles aching – you tend to see the small things on the shore. Each shell a death – they delight and enchant. I can’t quite wrap my mind around that. Is it something to do with mortality – the big picture – what we leave behind, un(in)tended? In the right light it’s all beautiful. (Sounds like I’m lit; sadly not.) I imagine a beach scattered …

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