Wednesday, January 14, 2015

Mapping Dreams


                     ... in the fading light of the farmhouse

                                                                                                ... I map my dreams in an old atlas
                 
                                  ... leave my mark searching for home

                                                                                                               ... margins stained by fingertips







Photo courtesy of Curious Expeditions

12 comments:

  1. An interesting poem and atlas, Teresa. The writing on the map seems to be in Hungarian. Is it your own atlas? Why Hungarian?

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    1. It is not my own, belongs to something called Curious Expeditions. I chose it because it represents my youthful wanderlust and desire to see what I felt were mysterious places.

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  2. I also chart my dreams and travel plans on my maps which are not of such large scope as yours. There is a hallway in our house, the walls of which are covered with U.S. Geological Survey and U.S. Forest Service maps including a favorite that shows the Lolo National Forest and all of its trails in 1956.

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    1. This is so cool ... I was just yesterday thinking of putting up a BLM topo map in the hallway. I've always had a couple of maps on the walls from my time spent in Utah. They are works of art, in every way possible, I'm betting especially that one from '56. :)

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  3. Soon as I made out "A Földközi-tenger", I too began dreaming of the Mediterranean --the commerce and exchange that defined an early world of trade and prosperity, imperialists and enemies, peace and alliances, learning and exchange of knowledge. The adventure began in places like this. We're still thrilled and part of it, even though it occupies larger charts now. Beautiful poem about an important book that invited many generations into a growing world.

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    1. Maps and all they represent have always enthralled me. Thanks so much for your comments.

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  4. I loved atlases and globes. I spend many farmboy hours looking at world maps and (especially) my beloved globe (my favorite toy by far). Dreaming.

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    1. We never had a globe in the house as a child, but I sure did love those I dreamed over at school. Atlases and maps continue to occupy my time. Thanks for commenting. :)

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  5. And have you found that special place?

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  6. I looked at your map here.Then closed my eyes.I waited.Opened them again.The map was still there.(but dont do this while walking down the hallway!):) A Beautiful Poem Teresa.

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    1. Careful there, sonny boy ... :))
      Thanks, Tony, so good to see you here ...

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