Monthly Archives: May 2017

May3

spin cycle.

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*news about the cycle of life

saparmurat niyazov, president of turkmenistan, made a decree that divides life into 12-year cycles.

the decree says that childhood lasts until age 12, adolescence to 25, and youthfulness until 37.

the next 12-year cycles are divided into periods labeled – mature, prophetic, inspirational and wise.

old age begins at age 85.

hit 97 and enter a period named for oguzkhan, considered the founder of the turkmen nation, who died at 109.

* this cycle only applies to people in turkmenistan. 

(apparently the rest of us are on our own to spin through life’s cycles as best we can.)

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“mistakes are the usual bridge between inexperience and wisdom.”

-phyllis theroux

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credits: cbslocal.com, edogawa natural zoo – tokyo

May2

honey-sweet may.

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“at last came the golden month of the wild folk–

honey-sweet May, when the birds come back,

and the flowers come out,

and the air is full of the sunrise scents and songs of the dawning year.”

― samuel scoville jr.

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image credit: proteus, ‘the elfin maypole float, 1887

May1

spill simmer falter wither.

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 ‘spill simmer falter wither,’ the debut novel by irish author, sara baume

is a devastating, and at the same time, beautiful, ode to empathy, to humanity and to the outliers of the world.

this is not your usual story of a man and his dog.  

instead, it’s a 200+ page lyrical poem, with a lot of dark moments, and a few glimpses of light.

as it moves through the seasons, you will come to understand what led them to become who they are.

this is the story of a person and an animal

who most people would pass by without giving them a second thought.

after reading this book, i cannot stop thinking about them. 

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“i realise that you were not born with a predetermined capacity for wonder, as i’d believed.

i realise that you fed it up yourself from tiny pieces of the world.

i realise it’s up to me to follow your example and nurture my own wonder, morsel by morsel by morsel.”

― sara baume

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image credit: marinerbooks.com, sara baume,spill simmer falter wither