Aug 19

purple

the hand i held was his now,
no longer painted in my subtle purple hues. 
 
Aug 17

Monarch Cat


  Found him on the milkweed in my backyard. He's in his chrysalis right now. He should hatch within the next week.
Aug 14

Manifesto of the Muse

(Response to the challenge Titles: Create a poem using only the titles of books near you. Write it in seven minutes.)

I’LL GIVE YOU THE SUN,
THE THRONE OF FIRE,
20,000 LEAGUES UNDER THE SEA.

NAVIGATING EARLY
THE BURNING MAZE,
VISITORS
JOURNEY TO THE CENTER OF THE EARTH.

PATHFINDER:
The Mouse with the Question Mark Tail
The Cucumber King
The Lost Track of Time
The Running Dream.

Under the Egg,
THE SERPENT’S SHADOW,
A PART OF THE SKY,
THE BOOK OF DUST:

The MYSTIC TRAVELOGUES.

counting by 7s,
Mary Oliver’s Devotions
ECHO
THE HIDDEN ORACLE.

#sos18
Aug 12

Abandoned Robin egg + nest

Two robins recently moved out. The other eggs (three I think) hatched fine. We don't know what happened with this one.
Aug 12

Voël (tentative title) - Settings

(Photo Credit: Pixabay, various contributors)

Setting 1: Washington D.C. USA, Earth -Summer of 2016

Tamasha lives with her mother, father and brother (though he is away for most of the story on a gap year trip around South East Asia) in Washington D.C. the capitol of the United States of America, in the Shaw neighborhood of D.C. ,  known for it’s ethnic diversity and emphasis on intellectual and cultural progress. Their family lives in one of the small Victorian style homes typical of that area.

Both she and her brother occasionally visit the Adams Morgan area, known for it’s entertainment and arts scene. Her brother is interested mainly in the restaurants and galleries, which she occasionly visits with him, but Tamasha is later drawn to the area for the musical venues and stores.
Aug 11

No.

Aug 10

The Sky I See Everyday

The sky I see
looks so familiar
to everyone that
sees it.

It's because it's the same sky
same trees
same sunset
same everything.

There's no difference in the colors.
No difference in the leaves.
But somehow
it changes.

It changes when the grapes grow on the vines,
when the blueberries ripen,
when the monarchs come,
and lay their eggs.

It changes when the snow falls,
when the leaves fall,
when my dog leaps for mosquitos
biting her hide.

It always changes, this sky I see everyday.
Aug 09

Atlantic


 I had a necklace once,
a key that never opened anything.
 
A soft white heart string
tied around my neck.  
 
Then there was the ocean
and the sudden idea that keys belonged
more to it than to me.
 
The waves were waiting.
 
Stomach pressed to splintering boards
reaching for the small string on my neck,
twisting over damp hair,
slipping through silent fingers.
 
Now, even if there was a door to a long lost room
or a chest full of somebody else’s dreams
I will never open it.
 
And there is a piece of me sinking
to the bottom of that ocean,
a slice of my existence,
a reminder that somewhere out there,
I’m still waiting for a chance to float.
 

 
Aug 05

Pieces of Home

This summer I’ve dedicated a great deal of my time to learning Mandarin and relearning my Spanish.  In the process I have met a great deal of people internationally who are wonderful.  A common request is to see photos of where I’m from, because they’re all interested in what life in America is life, so I have been taking a lot more photos (despite my lack of photography skills) to show them.  This summer has been particularly special to me because I will be attending college in Massachusetts starting this fall, and although I’ll be returning it’s been a little more bittersweet and sentimental.  I was going to write an accompanying poem to make up for my photographs, but I think these are better left alone.
 
Jul 31

Flowers

Jul 29
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Photography

While choosing which photos to showcase at my photography camp, I decided to split them into four categories—Photos that included flowers, fences, windows, or photographers. Originally, these “themes” were slightly broader (nature, ‘barriers,’ buildings, and people), but I chose not to display four of the images I had printed out in order to keep the categories more contained. Many of my photos play with depth of field, blurring some areas of the scene while keeping others in focus. In the future, I’d like to play around with different shutter speeds, photographing things in motion. I enjoy photography because it allows me to capture unnoticed or unappreciated details in the world around me, from the unusual slant of a dock to a bee alighting on a flower.
 
Jul 24

Reservation for Jail?

credits: Eliza Mager @Alibi Bar, Boston, MA
 
Jul 23

The Wildlands - Maps/Layout

I may edit and add more pictures should they become necessary. I'm also sorry for the low quality of the pictures themselves; I'm a writer not a draw-er(?). The map looks terrible, especially the coastline, but ignore that for now. What's important is how close Riore is to the Wildlands and the disrance between the Nacx, Seca, and Kaso. I reference these myself actually. The outline of the building will soon change, if needed. I hope they help if you read my Workshop entries.
Jul 20
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Barn in Autumn Triptic by Nisha Shah

Oil paint on canvas (June, 2018)
Based off of "Old Barn on Rainy Day" three-piece painting by Lois Bryan
 
Jul 20
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Serenade of Sunflowers

Jul 20
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Rainy City Street by Nisha Shah

Jul 20
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Fall Covered Bridge by Nisha Shah

Jul 20
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Kitchen Table Still Life by Nisha Shah