Laural Winter

Re-gifters

Hi there!  Happy Thursday to you. Do you read a lot? I read a lot.  Not on the job as a librarian but at home, on the bus, and on work breaks.  I read at least a book a week.  I cannot imagine my life without books especially my adult life.  I remember a few books from my childhood, a few in my teens and very few as a young adult.  My parents took us to the Central Library every couple weeks when we were little.  We checked out at least a dozen or more books everytime. And they read to us almost every night. (Thanks Mom and Dad!) My point being I read almost every night now just like when I was little. Anyway, I have to tell you about one of my favorite graphic novels from last year: Re-gifters.

Re-gifters / written by Mike Carey ; art by Sonny Liew and Marc Hempel.

Dixie is great at the martial art Hapkido that is until she gets a crush on fellow Hapkido student Adam. With the upcoming Hapkido Championship Dixie has to find her chi, her sense of self respect in regards to love and her dislike of re-gifting. This graphic novel is part of a new DC comics imprint called Minx.  Minx is producing graphic novels for american teen girls-check it out!  I have read most of them.  They are fun, inspiring, and thought provoking.

Take care.

Monday Poem on Tuesday

Honesty

There is always something to say.
Always.
When there are no restraints
come what may,
we find words.
Maybe not the right one.
Maybe ones that won't sooth.
But necessary ones.
Ones waiting for their time.
Sometimes patiently,
sometimes not.
If we don't have honesty
what do we have?
A life half lived?
Life lived in fear?
Which is no life at all
but just existance.
Then reasoning becomes stilted.

Bears can exist,
monkeys too. 

But we are more than that:
human beings.

Poem-Cement

New poem that is either called Cement or Untitled.

Cement or Untitled

Things happen:
trees fall into people's living rooms.

Other things happen:
broken hearts.

This happens:
love that surpasses
all points of reference
to where one builds new references.
At first it seems like a house of cards,
unstable
and vulnerable to any capricious wind.
Then the foundation cements.
The walls go up one by one,
get torn down
and rearranged.
Roofing is established.
Thatch at first,
vulnerable to the flammability
of outside passions.
Wind and time pick at it
until established lovers
know any roof worth its
salt is shingles,
tar,
gravel and stardust.

On vacation!

Hi Guys and Dolls

I am taking a vacation.  I was ill with The Cold for about a week then I went to a conference in Philadelphia.  I'll be back online next week.

Love you like a good book, a fire in the fireplace, a comfy chair and time~ Laural