Monthly Archives: August 2013

Joya the lovely and brilliant


Fireflies by R. Tagore



My fancies are fireflies, —
Specks of living light
twinkling in the dark.

he voice of wayside pansies,
that do not attract the careless glance,
murmurs in these desultory lines.

In the drowsy dark caves of the mind
dreams build their nest with fragments
dropped from day’s caravan.

Spring scatters the petals of flowers
that are not for the fruits of the future,
but for the moment’s whim.

Joy freed from the bond of earth’s slumber
rushes into numberless leaves,
and dances in the air for a day.

My words that are slight
my lightly dance upon time’s waves
when my works havy with import have gone down.

Mind’s underground moths
grow filmy wings
and take a farewell flight
in the sunset sky.

The butterfly counts not months but moments,
and has time enough.

My thoughts, like spark, ride on winged surprises,
carrying a single laughter.
The tree gazes in love at its own beautiful shadow
which yet it never can grasp.

Let my love, like sunlight, surround you
and yet give you illumined freedom.

(one of Irving’s favorite poems of all time)


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Joya Lonsdale– Quarry Hill’s Daughter and Great Poet


Joya Lonsdale was born Aug 3, 1971, in Hanover, New Hampshire, to Isabella Fiske and WIlliam Lonsdale. The granddaughter of Irving Fiske and Barbara Hall Fiske, writer and artist, founded Quarry Hill Creative Center in Rochester, VT, where Joya grew up, attending the Center’s own alternative school, The North Hollow School. Joya became a poet, baggage handler, linguist, traveler to many parts of the world, Zumba dancer and teacher, and graduated from Boston University (she got her undergraduate degree from Antioch in Yellow Springs, Ohio) with a BS in psychology. She presently works in Boston as a psychotherapist, and on Aug. 31, 2013, will marry “Rupert Moonjumper, Jr.”– a mysterious troubadour of the streets. The two plan to marry in Warren, Vermont and live in Jamaica Plain, MA.

Quarry Hill loves and is proud of Joya Allegra Fiske Lonsdale, the beautiful, happy, swift and wise.