X is for… Xanadu and its original poem written by: Samuel Taylor Coleridge, in 1798.
In Xanadu did Kubla Khan
A stately pleasure-dome decree:
Where Alph, the sacred river, ran
Through caverns measureless to man
Down to a sunless sea.
So twice five miles of fertile ground
With walls and towers were girdled round:
And there were gardens bright with sinuous rills,
Where blossomed many an incense-bearing tree;
And here were forests ancient as the hills,
Enfolding sunny spots of greenery.
But oh! that deep romantic chasm which slanted
Down the green hill athwart a cedarn cover!
A savage place! as holy and enchanted
As e’er beneath a waning moon was haunted
By woman wailing for her demon-lover!
And from this chasm, with ceaseless turmoil seething,
As if this earth in fast thick pants were breathing,
A mighty fountain momently was forced:
Amid whose swift half-intermitted burst
Huge fragments vaulted like rebounding hail,
Or chaffy grain beneath the thresher’s flail:
And ‘mid these dancing rocks at once and ever
It flung up momently the sacred river.
Five miles meandering with a mazy motion
Through wood and dale the sacred river ran,
Then reached the caverns measureless to man,
And sank in tumult to a lifeless ocean:
And ‘mid this tumult Kubla heard from far
Ancestral voices prophesying war!
The shadow of the dome of pleasure
Floated midway on the waves;
Where was heard the mingled measure
From the fountain and the caves.
It was a miracle of rare device,
A sunny pleasure-dome with caves of ice!
A damsel with a dulcimer
In a vision once I saw:
It was an Abyssinian maid,
And on her dulcimer she played,
Singing of Mount Abora.
Could I revive within me
Her symphony and song,
To such a deep delight ‘twould win me,
That with music loud and long,
I would build that dome in air,
That sunny dome! those caves of ice!
And all who heard should see them there,
And all should cry, Beware! Beware!
His flashing eyes, his floating hair!
Weave a circle round him thrice,
And close your eyes with holy dread,
For he on honey-dew hath fed,
And drunk the milk of Paradise.
W is for… Wacky Writers We are not just bloggers; we serve a purpose and have the courage to chase after our dreams. We are all writers at heart with unique and interesting stories to tell and share with the world at large. I’ve never met a writer who didn’t enjoy reading too, which makes this the perfect place to unite, and I’ve said it before and I’ll say again that I’m so glad I finally discovered this magical place.
At today’s local writers meeting we were honored with special guest David Congaleton, the writer of “Author’s Anonymous,” who graciously joined our humble group this morning at the library. He talked about his journey, story, and movie experience. His script is exactly about what we all go through, as writers and I can’t wait to see this comedy that is sure to hit home and a funny-bone. It’s in theaters now and is available pretty much everywhere PPP, On Demand, Netflix, and Amazon. His story was humorous and very inspiring. In summary, he told us to forget about the commercialism and do what’s real in the heart. To never give up on your dreams or let anyone define your dreams for you or tell you no. If you stick to it and put in the long, agonizing, hard work it will be worth it in the end even if you don’t reach fame. Now do your part and support a California Writer and watch/order the movie.
I never shut down fully; my mind is constantly on the go, so sitting down to write fiction or a rhyme provides a much-needed escape from reality. Having said that I’d like to take this opportunity to thank the blogging community for embracing my words and me since day one. When I started this blog as a 2014 New Year’s resolution I didn’t know what to expect other than a place to house my words on the World Wide Web. I never imagined that I would become part of something larger than me, and I now have a world of respect for the bloggers that I like to call my virtual family, and their unique craft. If I’m following you it’s intentional because I don’t follow for the sake of following or with the hope of increasing my own readership. Although, I will say I am a numbers whore – I love to see them inflate, and I suspect that will never change. But I digress. As I was saying, I follow you because I look forward to stealing a few moments of time here-and-there in my busy work/life schedule to scroll through my reader and catch your awesome posts! The work you share servers to motivate me in my own writings. Your readership gives me a sense of purpose. Your likes exhilarate me, and your comments provide encouragement, validation and at times criticism, which is exactly the antidote I need to keep pushing forward and improve. This is a terrific community and I’m grateful to be a part of it. I look forward to building new friendships – virtual hugs to each of you.