Foolish Monkey

Foolish Monkey
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*************************** *************************** WARNING: what you read at noon is NEVER the same poem or post a few hours later. I can't help myself. I like to noodle. HELPFUL SUGGESTION: if you like what you've read (and even if you didn't), come back in a day or two. It'll be better. In fact, if you hated it, you must come back and read it again because it will definitely be better. *************************** "I find that I am so excited I can barely sit still or hold a thought in my head. I think it's the excitement only a free man can feel, a free man at the start of a long journey whose conclusion is uncertain" -Red in The Shawshank Redemption, Stephen King ***************************

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JANUARY 27, 2011 9:52PM

winter storm nocturne (and the morning after)

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macabre yellow light
the smoking storm
frosted flecks and feathery dreams
a wind's haunting silence 
 
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the storm comes in a whisper
 
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but loud and crackly with a flash on it!  
 
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the wind chime tree in the morning
 
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a hemlock bends in submission 
 
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little puppy please come back 
 
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faux icicles share the stage with the real thing 
 
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driveway?

 
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the snow is piled 6-8' high.  
there is nowhere to put any more of it.  
temperatures hover in the low 30s so every day it slowly melts, creating a thin drip of water, the snow grows heavy with it.
at night it all freezes hard compacting it.   
beautiful, dangerous, luminous white.  
 

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The cold comes through, but most of all, the white beauty.
I hope there are no floods this year with all this snow you are getting.
sigh...
pretty pictures.
Rated with hugs
Lea, I spent the day snowthrowing and shoveling. Over 14" of snow this morning. It was so beautiful.

Linda, we're at the top of a hill, so we may be safe. There is going to be a LOT of thaw this spring.
You got some snowflakes to count.
Puppy no come home? Big tales?
Puppy say Life is rough? Barks.

I have hemlock full of snow too.
The ice does sparkles beautifully.
Your photos are a pleasure to view.

Ice hanging from a roof-
I always knock ice down.
They pull 1/2 moon gutter.
The snowbirds don't help.

Last year the snowbird were 'screwed`
I screwed then to a 36- ' support board.
The entire board and snowbirds fell off.
What a mistake.
The weight of the snow ripped them off.
My metal green roof was filled with holes.
Nature is fierce. She comes with pitchfork.
Roof is repaired.
No drip hole drip.
I love pink chimes.
Rain drip in de' pot.
Ping. Pot drip-flops.
That good Pot Luck.
We have the same thing here! Glorious, monkey...your poetry and photos....let's have some hot chocolate! Cheers! xox
wonderful piece, monkey, especially the poem and that first amazing photograph. oh, and the chime tree. and, of course, the others. brrrr.
I heard it snowed up there!
nice photos! i never would have guessed snow could look yellow and grainy.
art puppy feels his little oats and doesn't like to come when called. it's a big white world out there and he loves to eat the snow.

oh no your roof was torn! nature is fierce. ice and snow is so beautiful but it's endless this year. where will we put it when it snows again?

today I cleared it away, saturday I'll spot tony on the ladder when he gets up there and clears but it's hard and scary. we have shingles! gutters! squirrels!

I'm making beans. You come north &have beans. &collards. I'm kicking it with the collards. &the mac and cheese. you come break bread some day art james.

(big hug)

Robin. YES girlfriend. hot chocolate AND lentil soup. (more beans) And hot bread. yummm

Candace you fox, it is not really cold until you are snowthrowing against the breeze and the snow is flying all over you. Oh yes, it is cooold.
beautiful and lightfilled and clean. (except when it thaws all the puppy gifts will be visible layer by layer by layer).

Trig, you don't say!
dianaani, the light was so yellow but its not grainy - thats snow. it was like a thick fog of it, the air was filled!
I added another picture from last night, this one taken with a flash so you can almost see how dense the snow fall was. it was quiet and peaceful at around midnight when I took the first two pictures.
beautiful, dangerous, luminous white~
nothing like silent snow to bling out your 'hood.
run, puppy, run!
Funny, how all homes look the same at times like this . . .

Our snow was wet and heavy, but it had a gorgeous light blue tint to it that was revealed when the removal of one section caused a crevasse in the upper layers of the next section. We only got 15 inches or so on Wednesday/Thursday, so we've no right to complain. But I am most thoroughly sick of it. Most.

Loved your first two captions in particular, and the poem.
Loved the lines here Monkey. That looks like too much snow for me anymore.
I am truly ready for an early spring and bet you must be too.
Graphic poetry. Drew me in. Had to turn the space heater on as I enjoyed this.
I love your pictures and your poetry! ~r
Hey Monkey! congrats on EP and cover, proud to see your name up there! We are under the same snow, two hours waiting for train today to get to work... hope I get home! Be safe, take care...
That first picture is frightening somehow. I would let you go first if we walked through there!:-)
FM, these photos certainly correspond with the reports I've heard about snow storm amounts in CT. This is turning out to be a record breaker for many cities and towns since they first began collecting the data on it each winter!
Sigh. I see and hear you, sister. 62 inches on the ground in Beantown. There's nowhere left to pile it. The picture of the fake icicles mixed with the real ones is funny. Sort of. We should start a company to mass produce snowmen and see if anyone would like to buy one.
I'm not loving this snow, but I am loving this blog.
wow...What a gift to wake up to!

Thank you edit tors!!

Hey folks...I went to be last night collapsing and so tired I didn't even make my coffee set up for the morning before I turned in.

so this is really nice. Really.

Catch 22 - you cracked me up this AM.

run, puppy, run! (laughing)

Pilgrim, yes, that beautiful blue tint. It is very heavy and we already had over two feet from the last weeks snowstorms. (we had one big one over two feet and one little one, a few inches). But this took us over the top. My shed roof is groaning now. We'll have to get up there this weekend. More snow coming!

(thank you **)
These pictures are amazing. Thank you -R-
Mission, thank you. This is too much snow for anyone except an Eskimo. I am actually wondering what it's going to be like when it melts.

I am SO ready for spring. What keeps me going is the fact that January's almost over and then it's Feb, March and SPRING!!

So we're nearly there.

Aw Joanie. Thank you. Smoochees. ***

Rita, thank you. It was great to wake up to, I'll tell you. I'm sorry about the wait. I remember those from when I lived in NY. The trains always came but sometimes it took a while. Thank you sweetie, you stay warm. (and get a seat!)

Scanner, I know. But what I so wanted to capture was the peace of it...the intensity of the storm but the peace too. It is a blanket that covers us in a strange muffled silence. And at night, when everyone is asleep, it's almost as if it is sneaking up on us. Nature playing GOTCHA!

Designanator, yeah, we got it this year. And how! Two lane roads are now one lane. It's so beautiful. For now. And we have more coming tonight and tomorrow.
Heron, this is a most amazing winter. I guess because we have a snow thrower (that I can use) it's not bothering me so much. I'm a little concerned about the thaw but I'm so enjoying how beautiful it is. My husband says the driving is really wacky so I guess for most everyone it's a nightmare. But for me, homebody woman it's simply something to marvel at. and write lazy woman poetry and take pictures, and now MAKE MY CHILI!

OES, hows it going in your neck of it? Is it as intense as here in the big M? I thank you for your warm appreciation. It is warmly appreciated back at you. Thank you.

Christine Geery, thank you so much. Really. your sweet comments are making me smile like nobody's business. :)

THANK YOU EVERYONE. STAY WARM WHERE EVER YOU ARE!
Brrrrrrrrrrrrr!!! Momma mia tells me she finally got out today and while the snowstorms have subsided, she and her neighbors are coming out of hibernation before the next nor'easter.
Belinda, this is the best time to go out. Between storms when it's still clean and beautiful. But methinks MM & Co will be going right back in again. This storm front is not over yet. I bought a down coat that makes me look like a giant red moose. At this stage, I don't care at all. I may look big as a house but I'm warm as toast. :)
I am so tired of it already. Everybody is.
I spent the first 17 years of my life in Syracuse and recall the Blizzard of '66 being written up as the storm of the century! ;)

Still have my down-filled ski jacket and when we were hit with 9" of Mother Nature's fury, kiddos went out to play in it while I shoveled the sidewalk and driveway. I ended up shedding my layers down to wearing a long-sleeved shirt and jeans...nuthin like a good workout-for the mind and body.
Sheba (big hug). yah, I get that. I'm thinking more about the thaw and all this frozen water. Next I'm thinking about the roof. And that big oak (you can see it in the last picture) falling on the car. Or me or my husband. It's big. And old. And sometimes drops big branches. For fun.

Belinda, my husband does that...gets out there and sheds layers. Not me. I ADD layers.
Oh, those icicles gave me chills!
you are a poet on the cover with an EP. i am a proud neighbor and friend. well done!
Anna, yes they do. My favorite sport now is going out there with a broom and swatting at them. With all the snow it's hard to get to them and some are huge, wider than the gutter drain. Everyday more appear. Plenty of swatting to be done!

Robin...(I KNOW...isn't it great?!) It's really an honor...especially with a little poetry thrown in there.

and yes CHUCK, a poetry cover. I'm sure others have been there, Carolyn and Art immediately come to mind. In my case, I think the pictures made the post a teensy more palatable to our editors, but there you have it: a post with poetry gets a cover!! yayyaaaaaaaAYYyyyy!!
Congratulations, Foolish Monkey for the EP - I was hoping that you'd get it. The photos are gorgeous, and my favorite are the last two. But the poetry - that's just the crowning touch ! Joys that make winter bearable to the appreciating eye.
Fusun, me too! (and congrats on yours!)

Thank you for your kind words. Really. This winter - as extreme as it is - is quite spectacular perhaps because the snow never has a chance to get dirty, it remains perfectly white and luminous as more keeps piling on.

I may eat these words. :)
THERE IS POETRY ON THE COVER!!!!!!!!!!!!
AND IT'S YOU!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! GOD ALMIGHTY FINALLY!!!!!!!!!!!
(And you know how much I cherish the work Dave did and the compilation he workes so tirelessly for and it paved the way for.....
YES, POETRY IN THE COVER!!!!!!!!!
THANK GOODNESS GRACIOUS!!!!!!


(okay, I'm alright. sorry about the screaming)
he workes.....
ha!ha!ha!ha!!!!!

he worked
(that's what I get for screaming, typos)
Loved these photos foolish monkey. Some so pristine and fresh, others mysterious and spooky.
ooops, and the poem. loved the poem too.
A cover piece with a poem. Genius photos. That wind chime tree photo is priceless!!! Great post!
Vanessa...I KNOW I KNOW!!!

(jumping up and down!!)

finally....(there are so many fine poets here...lets hope the door is open)

(I think it might have been the pictures)

STILL......

I am so happy Vanessa. This EP is the most wonderful of those I've received and I'm while I'm always so proud, this one is the best of them.


Scarlett, Thank you. Yes. Storms at night are wild things: half sound, half vague impressions in dim light. This one was so quietly beautiful but dangerous. I could feel the danger in it....the wet slick of it.

Again, thank you.

Zanelle, we took down a cyprus this summer. It had been struggling for years and was not well. I hated killing it.

I thought to keep some of it standing in honor of it's life and beauty. This is it's first winter as a windchime tree.

And yes, the poetry on the cover is special. So special to me and I am grateful for being selected. :)
All your pictures tell a story, don't they?
I like the way you put your images and commentary.
Maxima