Amrita Skye Blaine, author and poet

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Blackwing Pencils
Blackwing Pencils The ease of graphite on the paper, unlike any I’ve held before—buttery flow, begging me to draw Today, all the ways to suggest…
14 hrs ago • Amrita Skye Blaine
Counterpoint
Counterpoint This body, this miracle will fail Destined to founder, designed to. The grievous irony— if we’re blessed, wisdom grows just then as the…
Mar 25 • Amrita Skye Blaine
That, that is
That, that is This is the first, wildest and wisest thing I know, that the soul exists, and that it is built entirely out of attentiveness. —Mary Oliver…
Mar 24 • Amrita Skye Blaine
Kaleidoscope
Kaleidoscope Quarter-turn of the tube a jewel-bright image shatters no going back what we know is gone reality recomposed So life in every moment…
Mar 23 • Amrita Skye Blaine
Late Bloomer
Late Bloomer The expanse of one day zipping and somersaulting away Late blooming is hard when doors, locked long, fly open so close to the end
Mar 22 • Amrita Skye Blaine
Painting at Eighty
Painting at Eighty Free at last!
Mar 21 • Amrita Skye Blaine
Worries
Worries Late groggy after two hours sleep words tug me from bed Write write now but what and how? Pressing concerns burgeoning war, daffodils—six weeks…
Mar 20 • Amrita Skye Blaine
One Life
One Life (On the movie by the same title) On my heart, drifting into sleep, first thought when I awaken— Nicholas Winton 669 children, all their progeny…
Mar 19 • Amrita Skye Blaine
my love affair with the world
my love affair with the world Colors—regal dioxazine violet indigo’s friendliness warmth of cadmium yellow Daphne odora wafting through our yard in…
Mar 18 • Amrita Skye Blaine
Northern California heat wave
Northern California heat wave Mid-March, extended 85 hurried the daffodils’ demise harlequin flower, full bloom at Winter’s tail end Will the hills…
Mar 17 • Amrita Skye Blaine
Little Boy Still
Little Boy Still Every morning, awaken a burdened heart the news the news that mad man’s news He craves attention, doesn’t appear to care if he scorns…
Mar 16 • Amrita Skye Blaine
One Way to Eat a Doyenne du Comice Pear
One Way to Eat a Doyenne du Comice Pear Every day I greet it on the kitchen counter Feel its blossom end with a soft round thumb Has it ripened?
Mar 15 • Amrita Skye Blaine
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