An awe so quiet I don’t know when it began. A gratitude has begun to sing in me. Was there some moment dividing song from no song? When does dewfall begin? When does night fold its arms over our hearts to cherish them? When is daybreak?
Tag Archives: Poetry
The Dead by Denise Levertov
Earnestly I looked into their abandoned faces at the moment of death and while I and aged their slack jaws and straighter waxy unrestraint limbs and plugged the orifices with cotton but like everyone else I learned each time nothing new, only that as it were, a music, however harsh, that held us however loosely, […]
Prayer for Revolutionary Love by Denise Levertov
That a woman not ask a man to leave meaningful work to follow her. That a man not ask a woman to leave meaningful work to follow him. That no one try to put Eros in bondage. But that no one put a cudgel in the hands of Eros. That our loyalty to one another […]
When it’s over, I want to say: all my life I was a bride married to amazement.
When death comes by Mary Oliver When death comes like the hungry bear in autumn when death comes and takes all the bright coins from his purse to buy me, and snaps his purse shut; when death comes like the measle-pox; when death comes like an iceberg between the shoulder blades, I want to step […]
They Have Threatened Us With Resurrection (1980) By Julia Esquivel
A powerful and challenging poem I came across this week. They Have Threatened Us With Resurrection (1980) by Julia Esquivel; translated by Ann Woehrle It isn’t the noise in the streets that keeps us from resting, my friend, nor is it the shouts of the young people coming out drunk from the “St. Pauli,” nor […]
Damage & Too Much and Too Little
Damage by Wendell Berry I. I have a steep wooded hillside that I wanted to be able to pasture occasionally, but it had no water supply. About halfway to the top of the slop there is a narrow bench, on which I thought I could make a small pond. I hired a man with a bulldozer to […]
I Heard the Words of Fire
I heard the words of fire spring forth from a child (of God); words that sparked an inferno and swallowed the whole world. It was an unintended outcome, but the devastation surprised no one. Simple words carry with them, the power to pick up, and the power to tear down. But reality, what you and […]
The Peace of Wild Things – Wendell Berry
THE PEACE OF WILD THINGS When despair for the world grows in me and I wake in the night at the least sound in fear of what my life and my children’s lives may be, I go and lie down where the wood drake rests in his beauty on the water, and the great heron […]
