Showing posts with label #Cornelia DeDona. Show all posts
Showing posts with label #Cornelia DeDona. Show all posts

Tuesday, March 24, 2020

Noir



Noir

The photo depicts 
The past
A time when words flowed
Like a river into endless
Streams
Across great chasms
Mind-bending
Alleys.

Ever forward
Relentlessly pushing boundaries
Breaking norms
Exploding into infinity.

Kind of like ejaculation.

Only the waterfall
Ran dry for a time
And the people had to
Find another source
Were forced to improvise
Re-engineer
What had already been provided
By our Maker.

And where is that Maker now?

Is he a devil hidden in detail?
Or a stern parent insisting we toe the line
Perhaps the Maker resides in each of us
Within our unique purpose
Maybe, we are the world.

But the world is dying.
Discernment helps
Patience
Listening too
In the Noir days, we had filters.

Remember filters?  
And one critical lesson at a time.


Cornelia DeDona 3-24-2020


Wednesday, August 31, 2016

I am delighted to announce my multi-discipline award-winning memoir Hawaiian Time will be among the displayed books and art in 

The Vinnie Ream Exhibition at The Karpele's Manuscript Library Museum 

101 W 1st St. Jacksonville, FL, US.
 September 02, 2016 - October 30, 2016 

 Artist Reception September 9th 5-8 p.m.

The Karpeles Library is the world's largest private holding of important original manuscripts and documents and features exhibits from local artists and designers. The library was founded in 1983 by California real estate magnates David and Marsha Karpeles, with the goal of stimulating interest in learning, especially in children. All of the Karpeles Manuscript Library services are free. 

 For more info on Vinnie Ream and the National League of American Pen Women: http://www.nlapw.org/?s=Vinnie+Ream



Tuesday, May 31, 2016

Book Giveaway



 
 


    Goodreads Book Giveaway
 

   

        Hawaiian Time by Cornelia Dedona
   

   

     


          Hawaiian Time
     
     


          by Cornelia Dedona
     

     

         
            Giveaway ends June 21, 2016.
         
         
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            at Goodreads.
         
     
   
   



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Tuesday, April 19, 2016

Hawaiian Time

Click on the link below to see a Preview of my new book, Hawaiian Time.
Please take a  moment to rate my preview and Thank-you!!! ~ Cornelia DeDona


                                            https://www.createspace.com/Preview/1190531

            To purchase your copy:

Friday, November 6, 2015

"Seasons of the Mid-Hudson Valley"

Dancing Bears


"Seasons of the Mid-Hudson Valley"
An exhibit of photographs by 
Mohonk Preserve Volunteer Photographers

November 13, 2015, to Monday, January 4th, 2016

La Bella Pizza Bistro 
194 Main St, New Paltz, NY 12561

Opening Reception
 Sunday, November 15 from 5-7pm.



Friday, October 30, 2015

Grimm Expectations

I touched death's hand
and peeled back my crying skin
ready for death’s inspection
prepared to barter.

Take me instead.

I stroked death's supernatural chin
my screams
locked in the dead zone.

Death's white corpse
hovered before me
swilling foul fluids
noting my soft edges
hinting at frogs
and Biology.

I shrank
as death peeled back my lover
sliced by hot steel
selected without warning
on a haunted road
black as pitch
black as a bottomless pit
my love dead
by the splash.

I slept through my dark daze
a zombie
clasping
death's calling card
a calling card that read
Superboy is dead
long live Lex Luthor
Your life,
your journey begins here.
The card was signed
by a Mr. Grimm.






Saturday, October 24, 2015

The Unwanted

and destitute
crouch in a huddle
gasping at the dreaded discard aisle
as we sort through
the endless stacks of
brown, yellowed
and dusty volumes.

Some hide
dead cockroaches
insect poop.

Written on their title pages
are inscriptions to family, friends and fans.

A few hide old photos.

Delightful old bookmarks
are relegated to a particular box
later transformed into artfully decorated cards.

Now and then
we discover
a single bill
forgotten
between sticky pages.

We hunt to find a first edition
Hawaiiana
or any needy rare books.

We wipe away the grime
mend the tears
unfold corners
as I try to digest a mountain of data
intoolittletime.

The orphans
are then carefully priced
counted and packed into labeled boxes
their character
further noted
by the application of various colored masking tape.
Later carted away
by the truckload
to sit inside a warehouse
where they will wait
to be rediscovered
at the annual book sale.
The lucky outcasts
polished and poised
ready to converse
with us
again.


**Original version of my poem, printed as "Book Makeovers" Honolulu Star-Bulletin July 2, 2008.








Tuesday, September 29, 2015

Spirit Mana



I hear them whisper
in the gentle trade winds
in the grunt of the wild
boar, the high-pitched mating call of the coqui.


I see them
in the blood moon
the double rainbow
in the mist against the folding
emerald cliffs of the Ko'olau.

I taste them
in the freshly caught pan fried mahi-mahi
a tropical papaya
tangy mango.

I smell them in
the white gardenia
the orange blossoms
the plumeria I place behind my ear.

I feel them buzzing
my ankles
scurrying sideways in the white sand
between the sharp coral
in the gentle rain.

They watch as I wait for you to return safely.

They watch the dogs chase
after wild chickens
the koi feed on fat
mosquitos.
The bullfrogs sing.

They watch
They accept.
They smile.

They are here with me
the ‘Aumakua, guardian ancestors

rooted in the past, the first of their generations.



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