Phoenix and Flame
Phoenix and Flame
We were talking of phoenix and flame, that day, looking at the crest of a wave.
Haiku for Lourdán, San Francisco, 1973

Winter
“Quest Eternal” bronze sculpture by Donald DeLue, Prudential Center, Boston

Summer
From winter to summer the seasons pass bringing the hope of life renewed.
Today I am back in my protected eerie perched safely inside the top floor reading room of the Boston Athenaeum after a break of seven months. Outside the tall arched window beside my writing table, a thick canopy of oak leaves obscures the moldering graves of the Granary Burial Ground five stories below. Down there, between tipsy gravestones drunk with the weight of time, luminaries of the past are daily resurrected in the imaginations of a constant parade of tourists. Up here in the civil silence of serious writers I am struggling through a birth canal stiff with neglect - trying to find my voice.
I felt like I had been fragmented by the particle accelerator of fate when last December our general manager of ten years at Casa Romero gave two months notice and promptly departed for Mexico leaving Leo and I to tend to the fort at the beginning of March. Since then I have been trying desperately to pull all the component parts of myself and Casa Romero back together into a functioning whole, a formidable task that has left me panting.
Today I have given myself permission to lubricate my struggles with a wee bit of diversity and return to a writing schedule of two days a week (hopefully) with the intention of sustaining my concentration for my business responsibilities at Casa Romero and my writing career over the long haul. In this age of boastful “multi-tasking” I hasten to say I do not presume to that state of competence. In fact it takes all of my slim talents to tick off the items of my “to do” list one step at a time. And here I am taking that step, leap of faith, and foolish plunge.

Several friends have mentioned that their emails addressed to me were bounced back and phone calls to my home “land line” met with that ominous message “number not in service.” Below is my current contact information and by all means, including smoke signals if necessary, please reach out. As you can see from the above illustration I will undoubtedly need a helping hand and possibly a pair of wings.
Iory Allison
Work: 617-536-4341
Email: ioryallison@gmail.com
Web: www.ioryallison.com
Blog: www.ioryallisonblog.com
I am working at Casa Romero Monday through Friday evenings 5:00 – 10:00 PM hosting at the door. So if you would like to stop by for a drink or dinner I am usually able to schmooze at the beginning or end of the evening or at least get you a great table and say hi.
Please click here to see a two and a half minute slide show of my jaunts to the North Shore of Massaachusetts, Gloucester, Crane's Beach, Agassiz Rock and Halibut Point





Comments