Image Locale Forget The Museum of Natural History, The Metropolitan or The Smithsonian. The collection I want to wander in I call the Valhalla of Lost Things. The Venus de Milo’s arms are here, she’s grown quite attached to them. I circle Leonardo’s sixteen-foot-tall equestrian statue, never cast, browse all five-hundred-thousand volumes of The Alexandrian [...]
Archive for December, 2009
My Valhalla
Posted in Life, Poetry, tagged Existence, Lost things, Museum, Poems on December 28, 2009 | 3 Comments »
Mary Oliver: A Found Poem
Posted in Inspiration, Life, Mary Oliver, Poetry, tagged Beauty, Found Poem, Nature, Poems on December 21, 2009 | 6 Comments »
Yes, I’ve gone and done it again. Another found poem. This time instead of contrasting two poets together, I have taken one poet: Mary Oliver and pulled pieces from 8 different poems to bring together a brand new poem. I’ve taken no more than two to four lines from each poem. Each verse is from [...]
Oceans
Posted in elizabeth adams, Inspiration, Life, Poetry, Spirituality, tagged Inspire, Poems on December 9, 2009 | 5 Comments »
there are oceans of blue sky within one deep inhale of the ancient salt water sky and you are capsized into this world gently you are breathed through the ebb and the swell you — have lived here forever while this world has unfailingly carried you ©heartsdeesire
First Snow ~ Mary Oliver
Posted in Inspiration, Life, Mary Oliver, Poetry, tagged Nature, Poems, Snow on December 9, 2009 | 8 Comments »
The snow began here this morning and all day continued, its white rhetoric everywhere calling us back to why, how, whence such beauty and what the meaning; such an oracular fever! flowing past windows, an energy it seemed would never ebb, never settle less than lovely! and only now, deep into night, it has finally [...]
Just Do It
Posted in Inspiration, Life, Love, Poetry, Rumi, Spirituality, tagged God, Inspire, Poems on December 6, 2009 | Leave a Comment »
Image Locale Who can find a trace of you? There isn’t even a bit of dust from your track. Who could find your home? You have no home. How can I praise you? What can I say about you? Foam is the only form in the sea of meaning. A great, unseen town lies just [...]
You Reading This, Be Ready
Posted in Inspiration, Life, Poetry, tagged Inspire, Poems, William Stafford on December 3, 2009 | 4 Comments »
Starting here, what do you want to remember? How sunlight creeps along a shining floor? What scent of old wood hovers, what softened sound from outside fills the air? Will you ever bring a better gift for the world than the breathing respect that you carry wherever you go right now? Are you waiting for [...]