Tag: Music

My Dear Companion: Selections from the Trio Collection

This afternoon, I am listening to My Dear Companion: Selections from the Trio Collection, by Dolly Parton, Emmylou Harris, and Linda Ronstadt (2016, Rhino Entertainment Company).  Beautiful, healing music.

Since last summer, dear family and friends have been called Home.

Their names are Irma, Marta, Win, Burt, and Avis.

For Earth Day, I remembered my cousin Paul, and the Paul Brandt School Forest in southwestern Wisconsin.  How brave my Aunt Irma was, when he died suddenly.  She grieved, she lived, and was almost 100 when she died.

Each person has a legacy.  Every person has a story, this I know.

I have been wanting to remember – to say their names in a post – and this music helps and restores.  The songs are familiar.  They will always be new.

So grateful for beauty in all its forms.  Restores, heals, inspires.  New work to create.

Ellen Grace Olinger

Daily Prompt: Sound


via Daily Prompt: Sound


Many of my poems include sounds.

highway sounds
in the distance
years gone by

I rediscovered the next poem in my summer archives.  My great-aunt, Marie Schwanke, was a pioneer in special education.

wind sounds
and wildflowers
in Aunt Marie’s pitcher
gifts of late August

As I worked on this post, I recalled Psalm 150 (KJV).  Here are verses 3-5.

Praise him with the sound of the trumpet: praise him with the psaltery and harp.

Praise him with the timbrel and dance: praise him with stringed instruments and organs.

Praise him upon the loud cymbals: praise him upon the high sounding symbols.

Ellen Grace Olinger


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Blessings In Return

Joni Mitchell’s art comforted me many times over the years.  I may have been in junior high when I first heard her voice.  In the mid-1990s, I also began listening to Amy Shreve.  They both need prayers now, for their health.  My turn to bless.

Joni Mitchell’s official website may be viewed here.

Amy Shreve’s official site may be viewed here.

Poetry found me through the Psalms and liturgy of the Lutheran church, then through contemporary music and writers, on to small press poetry journals, and especially haiku and other short forms of poetry.  I could never reread or listen to all the art on our shelves, which recalls a poem from my archives.

books and music
from over the years
live on these shelves

even if I don’t
reread or listen again

somehow their
healing influence
is in these words

Ellen Grace Olinger