searching for phrases
by walterdoege
to sing my prayers…to sing you praises…to send you lovely words…through wandering and akward writing…if I my search is for perfect phrases, I can not write..art is imperfection..’.l’ouevre’ is imperfect…the text, the ‘écriture’ is imperfect…opened to my human condition…one expression of myself…here, at this point of this writing, the hard begining is just behind..what am I reading?…words, words and words…what am I writing if not words, words and words…if words are like bricks, I can build phrases with these bricks…I am going back home…slowly…I just builded a house, I am turning on it a home…and writing is another home…where I can dialogue with you…I feel me somehow a worker putting brick after brick on that house, and with intention and good will, I hope, another home I do…searching for phrases as pieces of walls, roof, ground…lovely words, lovely phrases…to tell you stories…some narrative of histories…the past is alive in the present, and the futures too…as project, wish, reinvention and building…these three leaves, these four seasons…summer nights, summer days…the promise of the autumn…here, where I live…my house is in good stand, our home too…constructions…structures for well being…what I am…what we are…me and you are travelling along a green and peaceful prairie…sun at days…moon and stars at nights…some rainny days…some rainny nights…sensing the water…past waters move actual mills…so, we stay at a near tree…stay for a while…it’s a so blissful happiness…we can stay till tonight…it’s rainning…we can listen the music of the winds…the sound of a fairy mill…a blessed water…our nightly bread
I could sit on your roof and be embraced by the beautiful well written and unwritten phrases! Thank you for every inspirational word! Blessings dear~Deborah
We can sit…so lovely words!…A warm embrace. Walter
A lovely reminder that awkward writing is the best form of l’oeuvre écriture
I guess free writing with no editorialism is the true écriture and ouevre. Your hand writing words is a courageous and so lovely task. Share, my so dear friend…Walter
Thank you dear friend! Yes, Abigail Thomas, on Thinking About Memoir, a professor states, do not edit. Just simply write your memoir as is… so keep on writing!
Pink…sure…also, your lovely expression get a new tonality under manuscript hand written…une écriture…not exactly a text…une écriture, like a painting…a pink oeuvre…beyond the post text…peaceful…free…open…trustful. Walter
Wooo! a pink painting! Thank you! I never thought of it like that.
My transformation, dear friend, is very much due to oeuvre écriture of souls like you. I really couldn’t have done it without your loving friendship, and friendly wisdom. I have changed so much, thanks to your gentle friendship, I can’t thank you enough. Really. It’s what saves me from myself, it’s what heals my scars. To that, I am indebted to such kindnesses.
Thank you ever so much, dearest wise friend.
Pink.
Pink…I feel so happy!…your oeuvre is so beautiful and lovely! Keep on painting. Keep on the daily kindness with you. Walter
Thank you for being a murale of kindness!