The Grapevine Art & Soul Salon
Musings on Being and Becoming Human
Issue 8: Summer 2007
Sweetness
Where the bee sucks, there suck I:
In a cowslip's bell I lie;
There I couch when owls do cry.
On the bat's back I do fly
After summer merrily.
Merrily, merrily I live now
Under the blossom that hangs on the bough.
Words spoken by Ariel after he is set free by Prospero in Shakespeare's The Tempest
In this issue, out theme is sweetness, as in honey, and as in the epithet given Shakespeare for his writing: sweet swan of Avon.
AT HOME here are writers speaking in a style more conversational than studied for an audience
who might be seated on a front porch at night watching fireflies create random small rays to
light up the listening, or in the dining room of an ancient inn with lamps and perhaps a hearth
fire to kindle community.
It takes only one or two steps of the imagination to move through the dusk to the dining room
at the inn or the porch of a house or, by daylight, to a backyard garden for picking grapes and
for gossiping, a verbal mode associated with the term grapevine. We say I heard it on the
grapevine, referring to rumor, advance news of interest to the community, sometimes scandal,
always a dramatic story or piece of a story, circulating, making the rounds, lingering on the
surface even when it suggests hidden things.
The SALON presents a variety of storytellers and image makers and thinkers, from promising
beginners to seasoned artists of mature and full-bodied talents.
The Grapevine Art & Soul Salon welcomes comments from visitors. Use the Contact button to send e-mails that will be forwarded to appropriate persons. If your computer is not configured for Outlook Express, simply copy and paste the webmaster's address into your e-mail system.
Editor: Barbara Knott
Image Design: Bill Kennedy
Contributing Writers: Jonathan Knott, Ravi Kumar, Bill Kennedy, Nancy Law, Anne Lovett, Charles Knott, Anne Webster
In a cowslip's bell I lie;
There I couch when owls do cry.
On the bat's back I do fly
After summer merrily.
Merrily, merrily I live now
Under the blossom that hangs on the bough.
Words spoken by Ariel after he is set free by Prospero in Shakespeare's The Tempest
In this issue, out theme is sweetness, as in honey, and as in the epithet given Shakespeare for his writing: sweet swan of Avon.
AT HOME here are writers speaking in a style more conversational than studied for an audience who might be seated on a front porch at night watching fireflies create random small rays to light up the listening, or in the dining room of an ancient inn with lamps and perhaps a hearth fire to kindle community.
It takes only one or two steps of the imagination to move through the dusk to the dining room at the inn or the porch of a house or, by daylight, to a backyard garden for picking grapes and for gossiping, a verbal mode associated with the term grapevine. We say I heard it on the grapevine, referring to rumor, advance news of interest to the community, sometimes scandal, always a dramatic story or piece of a story, circulating, making the rounds, lingering on the surface even when it suggests hidden things.
The SALON presents a variety of storytellers and image makers and thinkers, from promising beginners to seasoned artists of mature and full-bodied talents.
The Grapevine Art & Soul Salon welcomes comments from visitors. Use the Contact button to send e-mails that will be forwarded to appropriate persons. If your computer is not configured for Outlook Express, simply copy and paste the webmaster's address into your e-mail system.
Image Design: Bill Kennedy
Contributing Writers: Jonathan Knott, Ravi Kumar, Bill Kennedy, Nancy Law, Anne Lovett, Charles Knott, Anne Webster