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About girasoleazzurra

GraceAnne Andreassi DeCandido. 75+. Feminist. Flower child. The word is my sword. Thinks with music. My belief system involves food and family. Wrote and spoke and published about libraries, librarians, writing, editing, and reading. Now retired. Putting some of that writing here.

Michael Row the Boat Ashore Hallelujah

Posted on February 8, 2025 by girasoleazzurra

At the end of my first year in college, I fell in love with the most beautiful boy I had ever seen. We had gone to kindergarten together, then he moved away and I moved away, but we reconnected when … Continue reading →

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The Horse May Talk

Posted on October 30, 2024 by girasoleazzurra

this was written and delivered in 2007. It still has value. So, Hodja Nasruddin told a story: A man had offended the king, and was sentenced to death. He fell to his knees before the king and implored, “Oh your … Continue reading →

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7 October 2024

Posted on October 7, 2024 by girasoleazzurra

 I woke up at 5:30am this morning, not that unusual but this time it was the Difficult Leg that drove me out of bed, not the Need of the Bathroom, although that was present, too. So I decided to continue … Continue reading →

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tea in England

Posted on February 4, 2024 by girasoleazzurra

from August 2002, 22 years ago August 2002, I am just returned from a fortnight in London, and it was lovely. There is always good tea in London. Every place I visited – and nearly every lunch hour was spent … Continue reading →

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IWroteAPoem

Posted on July 28, 2023 by girasoleazzurra

It is a Victory When the darkness inside you Turns from Violence To Violet. GraceAnne Andreassi DeCandido, 16 July 2023 In bed this early morning, this poem came to me as fragments of words then sentences. I wrote it down … Continue reading →

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People need celebration

Posted on April 10, 2023 by girasoleazzurra

I am sharing this today, April 10, 2023. I wrote this in 2011, before cancer, before a lot of things. This is Holy Week, and Passover, and spring. It matters. GirasoleAzzurra/The LadyHawk 23 April 2011 @ 06:51 pm Sacred spring … Continue reading →

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Words Are All We Have: A Very Brief Disquisition on Librarians, Technology, Access, Feminism, and The Truths of Things

Posted on March 9, 2023 by girasoleazzurra

Oxford University, England, & California Librarians November 6, 1997 Some wise person has said — I may have said it myself — that words are all we have. I have made my living with words, one way or another, for … Continue reading →

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What I Wrote about Cancer

Posted on January 5, 2023 by girasoleazzurra

29 April 2014 @ 02:19 pm Musings on what will be a long year   I am looking at months ahead with many many doctor and medical visits. I hope to be celebrating Christmas 2014 free of them at last.I … Continue reading →

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Vermeer: art was a language, and you could learn it

Posted on October 31, 2022 by girasoleazzurra

Vermeer: the Milk Maid, 2009 Once every other week or so, in eighth grade at St Frances of Rome school, a woman came to talk to us about art. She wore makeup and had a thick Spanish accent, which made … Continue reading →

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For Nana, written for my grandmother’s memorial, May 2003

Posted on August 18, 2022 by girasoleazzurra

Written for my grandmother’s memorial, in May 2003 What makes us human is that we know we will die. What makes us human is that we know we will live forever, in our families, in our children, in the memories … Continue reading →

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