Maine, Personal, Year Two

It’s That Time of Year

The time of year of for many cups of herbal tea, all day long, to combat the slight chill in our one-bedroom apartment on Parkside. I can’t wait for autumn; I shall take the most delightful pictures to share with you when the leaves have turned. For now, dream of warm scented steam and hot ceramic in your hands. Pull…

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Maine, Motivation, Personal, Year Two

Peace at Table Rock

In a single day; I rested my heart on the river, and spurred it up the mountainside; I hid in deep caves and saw the wide open; I saw a mountain range from a bird’s-eye view and strained my neck upward to see its summit; I was grounded on shallow rock beds and paddled through deep, black waters; I climbed…

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Personal

Vignettes From City Life #1

I was there because I am the worst vegetarian of all time. I call myself a “baconetarian” every once in a while to crack a joke to friends when they hear me order pizza with bacon on it, and afterward I explain why I just can’t seem to give up that delicious, succulent bacon. Bacon’s the only thing that used to…

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Maine, Personal

polaroid 6/15/13

Today was an adventure. It mainly consisted of excellent conversations and enjoyment of the summer sun. Part of the day involved the use of a lucky $4 Polaroid camera I discovered at Goodwill. We went to Pinecone & Chickadee and I found some black and white film. This is one of the photos I took and then scanned. I hope…

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Personal

One’s Heart Needs the Ocean

I was speaking with a friend today online, and she said something about moving closer to the sea fairly soon. I congratulated her, as I am of the firm belief that the ocean is an important component of sanity and survival. As much as I admire the landlocked, well… I believe they just haven’t had a chance to spend much…

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Maine, Personal

Maine

Forested avenues line the city’s neighborhoods. Trees in summer hang over brick sidewalks, dipping passersby in New England charm and cool shadow. Duplexes of brick, with old tall pointed roofs and many windows, sit on State Street; they have been in the neighborhood since the 1700s. The hill slopes downward, into the land and away from the sea, down off…

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Poetry

watch the downpour coming onward

~ corissa e. p., may eighth, twenty-thirteen a.d. dedicated to l. percer, because she loves new england.   watch the downpour coming onward trudging forward, never fading watch the droplets turn to streams that join to rivers, glass windows skating   watch through windows, people run ever fleeing as thunder breaks see the lightning, bright as sun hear the roaring crash…

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Illustration, Maine

i fell into the future

just another little thing by me, corissa e p; quote and photo are both mine. i enjoy this because i feel it accurately reflects the ghostly way in which we move through time… we never realize how much we are spending and yet we spend idly and actively for love of people, pleasures, and places around us. we, in many…

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Illustration, Maine

An homage

… To my favorite state in the U.S. I love you, I love living in you, and I can’t wait to see what the rest of my life will be like here. <3 Maine.