Gavotte des bluets
pour 4 trompes (Lyon: a l'Accord parfait, 1914)
For more questionable examples, see Nelson, Bluets
, on love for the color blue; and Charles, "A Crime of Passion," on the love of yogurt.
By May, the pond is hopping with an assortment of baskettails, clubtails, dot-tailed whitefaces and bluets
. Perhaps to blend in with still-developing plants, many of these early odes lack the flashy color of the summer species.
Maggie Nelson is the author of four books of poetry and five nonfiction works, including Bluets
(2009) and The Art of Cruelty: A Reckoning (2011), a work of cultural criticism and a New York Times Notable Book of the Year.
Annie Rolland suggested using husbands as "coaches," a technique Lamaze integrated into his practice in Les Bluets
. In contrast, as Paula Michaels correctly notes, Soviet husbands were "banished" from the maternity hospital and not allowed to visit their wives or meet their newborns for the week after the birth.
Tandem pairs of familiar bluets
generally can be collected May-September in this area.
"Lying on a Hill Under Stars: None of It is Enough./Not the sheep as they drink/from the millpond/cloven hooves crushing bluets
,/the homely thunk of their bells.//Not the blue at the heart of it.//We are like the girl in the rhyme/calling where o where,/hands deep in the fleece of ourselves,/wanting someone/with verbena-scented hair/and fine-boned wrists/to lift us up, the whole of us/containable, not yet broken.
, Wave Books 2009 A Beautiful Marsupial Afternoon, Wave Books 2012
Unusual sightings there include wandering gliders, cherry-faced and white-faced meadowhawks, spot-winged gliders and bored bluets
Located at 37 Bridge Street between Water and Plymouth Bluets
, Kirkman Lofts is being redeveloped into condominiums after once housing Kirkman & Sons, the country's leading soap producer in the eddy 20th Century.
4 Maggie Nelson, Bluets
(Wave Books) File this lean tome under "color theory"--albeit a version of that strange genre that offers an intimate account of a color deeply imbued with bouts of loneliness, loss, lust, and unfixed wonder.
My own far-from-perfect, never-to-be-advertised turf, upon close examination, reveals little populations of rogue plantains, dandelions, violets, moss, bluets
, clover, ground ivy and a few other tiny species interspersed among spots of crabgrass and real lawn.