Gypsy Eyes:

Tales of an Observationist

Lesley Clark Ferree

Lesley Clark Ferree
Paris, France
April 26
Lesley Clark Ferree is a writer, painter, associate professor and observationist. She is the author of the book of poems, 'The Absence of Colour' and is currently at work on a novel. She is living in Paris for the moment but travels quite a bit. Texas is her home and her heart. Feel free to follow and find out her latest adventures.


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JANUARY 24, 2012 2:22PM

The Almost Child

My friend announced she is having a girl. It will be her third child. Third girl. She and her husband say it doesn’t matter, boy or girl, but deep down I think they were rooting for a boy.

 “Will you quit trying if you have a boy?” I asked. There… Read full post »

I’m having problems with keeping social on the social network. I try to post and respond to others but find it difficult to do it all and do my daily work.  My job suggests I have a page so that my students can “like” me.  I don’t want my students to… Read full post »

Editor’s Pick
MARCH 3, 2011 10:49PM

Conversations with a man of mystery

Every once in a while, when I decide I need a break in between marking papers and offering comments, I sneak in a bit of leisure reading from my "remote office" at Borders. I browse the shelves and pull my favourite magazines. The magazines I don't have subscriptions (to be fair,… Read full post »

JANUARY 22, 2011 4:27AM

Online and Personal


I don't think I could ever handle fame. I think I'd succumb to the
pressure to be perfect, to please others somehow; not necessarily by
doing what they want, but by editing, censoring, taking away essential
parts of myself to avoid the possibility of offending anyone.

The Lindsey Lohan's, Paris… Read full post »

     For some reason, I can't seem to get the song, "My Favourite Things" from The Sound of Music, off my mind.  One reason could be because I came across the LP and have been listening to the smooth sounds of vinyl on my record player.  I started singing along while/… Read full post »

OCTOBER 2, 2010 8:28AM

A Letter to My Younger Self

Dearest Lesley,

You know the saying This too shall pass?  You must trust it because it will. Right now, you are sitting in your room listening to Prince's tape "Purple Rain" and Sade's "No Ordinary Love." You met a boy who broke your heart and at this very moment, you think you… Read full post »

SEPTEMBER 22, 2010 10:37PM

One Shy a Baker's Dozen

My belief that I was Anne Frank in a former life was tainted after I went to the Anne Frank Haus in Amsterdam and realized I didn't recognize anything.  I must have read her diary one too many times as a child and decided that while I was probably not Anne… Read full post »

When Sex and the City was in its prime run, I was in a relationship, so all of the little idiosyncrasies of dating, I didn't fully understand. Though, I thought many of them were painful and crass; I never wanted those things to happen to me. The truth is, I hadn't dated much… Read full post »

SEPTEMBER 14, 2010 6:51PM

How'd You Get to be Happiness?

Today I woke up to the singing sound of cicadas and chirping of birds, when daylight flirts with night and shines through curtains. I felt the warmth of the sun on my pillow and smell the aroma of coffee that I preprogrammed the night before. Right now it’s a special blend… Read full post »


Two weeks ago I was surprised when I heard the ding of my email alerting me I had a new message: a Facebook friend request which would then appear as a "Push Notification" to my phone.  Two messages informing me of the inevitable; he found me. A year later. ToRead full post »

You've heard the story. Someone tells you what's in a hotdog and it curbs your appetite for eating them for a few days? Most people get over it. I didn't. I haven't eaten a hotdog since I was 8 years old. I was on the playground when someone at recess decided… Read full post »