Why?

Why is anyone ever in a bad mood? I dunno . . .

Maybe they burnt their tongue brushing their teeth in the morning?
Maybe they burnt their breakfast?
Maybe they were visited by a bad dream?
Maybe something they hoped for didn't materialise?
Maybe someone was rude to them on the way to work?
Maybe they had a fight with their partner?
Maybe they're not feeling well?
Maybe their boss is evil?
Maybe somebody gave them the wrong change?
Maybe the cell phone died on them in the middle of an important conversation?
Maybe no one called back?

There are so many reasons and yet we only see the bad mood. Crazy isn't it?

Fiesta Melons

In Benidorm there are melons,

Whole donkey-carts full

Of innumerable melons,

Ovals and balls,

Bright green and thumpable

Laced over with stripes

Of turtle-dark green.

Chooose an egg-shape, a world-shape,

Bowl one homeward to taste

In the whitehot noon :

Cream-smooth honeydews,

Pink-pulped whoppers,

Bump-rinded cantaloupes

With orange cores.

Each wedge wears a studding

Of blanched seeds or black seeds

To strew like confetti

Under the feet of

This market of melon-eating

Fiesta-goers.

- Sylvia Plath

Melons

Summer's loud laugh
Of scarlet ice
A melon
Slice.

- Jose Juan Tablada

Blog Update = Book Recommendation

I've been busy these past few days so the blog lies neglected. Just dropping in to write about a book I've been reading. A Gathering of Days by Joan W Blos. One of the most beautiful books I have ever read. If I had the money I would buy a hundred copies and give them out to my friends and their friends and their friends' friends so that each in turn could be enriched by its grace and wisdom. But since I don't, the next best thing is to write about it and goad my readers (yes, both of you) to go out and read it.

Chalo, jaldi karo. Fatafat.