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It is fun to get a mystery gift in the mail! So much fun, it really should happen more often! When I received my holiday swap gift from Linda Mitchell, I was busy and had forgotten, I think, that Christmas would be here soon. I’d forgotten swap time was near.
I puzzled over this bulging envelop that appeared in my mailbox for a moment before I opened it. What could this be?
Inside I found a so called “Junk journal” with all sorts of treasures spilling out from it, which made it hardly junk.
I found a package of cut out words to be used as “poem seeds,” various collage pictures, such as stars made of paper,
and, of course, poetry.
This acrostic poem by Linda came with it:
And another wonderful poem was also inside, entitled “Today’s Poem Offers”:
TODAY'S POEM OFFERS A bumper crop of stars fresh from the fields of Falling Star Farms Stars heaped up high sparkly with dew fresh-picked by me ready for you Fill a bag, fill a basket your pockets too with all these good wishes my star harvest holds for you by Linda Mitchell, 2022
My new little journal, put me in the holiday mood, so I wrote this in response:
CHRISTMAS SPIRIT comes from the heart, arrives in December- a surprise when it starts. You think you aren't ready the Grinch has your ear, but when it takes hold it can light a new year. © Janice Scully 2022
Happy Chanukah and Merry Christmas! And may the holiday spirit last well into the New Year.
Poems and poetic gifts! Happy holidays, indeed.
What an amazing and delightful gift! Happy holidays, Janet!
Truly joyful “junk”! I think poetry may be the very best gift EVER.
How lovely, what treasures and wonderful poems, I love this line of Linda’s
“Kaput, stick-a-fork-in-it done!”
And sweet response poem from you Janice, thanks for sharing all!
Janice, I love your poem swap. It is an exchange of thoughts and artwork from the heart. What better way to correspond with each other than in poetic goodness. I hope you are enjoying your Syracuse weather. We only caught a slice of the storm with frost one day and a day of constant rain and dampness.
Lucky you, to be the recipient of one of Linda’s amazing “Junk Journals.” (They are so NOT junk!!) Have fun “loading it up with poems/making it new!”
A holiday mood indeed! What lovely gifts from Linda. So thoughtful.
Linda’s junk journals are such treasures. The collaged pages and the poems and surprises tucked inside!
How cool! Sorry I missed this last week. Linda is a wonderful artist.
Your post today reminded me of this poem :
When You Go Anywhere
by William Stafford
This passport your face (not you
officially, your picture, but the face
used to make the passport) offers
everyone its witness: “This is me.”
It feels like only a picture, a passport
forced upon you. Somewhere this oval,
sudden and lasting, appeared. It happened
that you were behind it, like it or not.
You present it-your passport, your face —
wherever you go. It says, “A little country,”
it says “Allow this observer
quiet passage,” it says, “Ordinary,” it says,
“Please.”
Thank you, Tabatha! Another wonderful poem about faces, our “passports”.