In Response to Walden

Wisdom need not be calm and even, static.

Human beings, having suffered deeply,

because of themselves and others,

In their very desperation may be acute

to the deeper meaning of things.

3/3/60, by JEC Thomsen

A sense of profound innocence floats among the opaque images of young and old,
who no longer make foot prints.
Yet, we can feel the lasting impressions of their virtues and qualities.
Let these be reminders of the eternal blessing we are all entitled to when we enter this world.
Oh, cherished life! May what gave their lives purpose, live on,
In things we can touch and feel, for that is our priviledge, as humans beings.

--In rememberance of those who died on Friday, December 14, 2012 in Connecticut and in support of those who grieve.

Afternoon on the Palisades

Afternoon on the Palisades.
In the sun, flat walls and
faceted whites.
Glare, glitter and metal,
The frame of a dark wet window,
The nostalgia.
The long straight avenue to the sea
Bends slightly a broad open way,
And the cards steram down to the end.
Gardens of bright color run by,
Mauve, rust, saffron, olive.
Blue triangles of sky seen through windows
over the edges of roofs.
That delicate cloudy color of a good day.
All the lightness and the air.
The cast images on Glass
of unknown figures passing by,
Their worlds held within.


Finn de Wyet (aka Joyce Thomsen), circa 1962

Casting aside what one has done is one thing. It's a whole other thing to look at what one hasn't done. Look forward to reading excerpts here from my upcoming novel--a cross-genre mix of historical fiction, fantasy, and mystery for young adults.