“Ebb, ocean of life, (the flow will return,)
Cease not your moaning you fierce old mother,
Endlessly cry for your castaways, but fear not, deny not me,
Rustle not up so hoarse and angry against my feet as I touch you
or gather from you.”
- Walt Whitman
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ocean bound
Posted in poetry, prayer, quote, survival on August 21, 2009 | Leave a Comment »
too dear
Posted in Amsterdam NY, Montgomery County, NY, community, poetry, revitalization, survival on June 17, 2009 | 1 Comment »
Write it on your heart
that every day is the best day in the year.
He is rich who owns the day, and no one owns the day
who allows it to be invaded with fret and anxiety.
Finish every day and be done with it.
You have done what you could.
Some blunders and absurdities, no doubt crept in.
Forget them [...]
the layers
Posted in poem, poetry, revitalization, survival, women on April 24, 2009 | Leave a Comment »
I have walked through many lives,
some of them my own,
and I am not who I was,
though some principle of being
abides, from which I struggle
not to stray.
When I look behind,
as I am compelled to look
before I can gather strength
to proceed on my journey,
I see the milestones dwindling
toward the horizon
and the slow fires trailing
from the abandoned camp-sites,
over [...]
First Lesson
Lie back daughter, let your head
be tipped back in the cup of my hand.
Gently, and I will hold you. Spread
your arms wide, lie out on the stream
and look high at the gulls. A dead-
man’s float is face down. You will dive
and swim soon enough where this tidewater
ebbs to the sea. Daughter, believe
me, when you [...]
poem
Posted in poem, poetry, prayer on March 21, 2009 | Leave a Comment »
Poem on a Line by Anne Sexton, ‘We are All Writing God’s Poem’
by Barbara Crooker
Today, the sky’s the soft blue of a work shirt washed
a thousand times. The journey of a thousand miles
begins with a single step. On the interstate listening
to NPR, I heard a Hubble scientist
say, “The universe is [...]
freedom to think
Posted in poem, poetry, prayer on March 7, 2009 | Leave a Comment »
“It is only when people begin to shake loose from their preconceptions, from the ideas that have dominated them, that we begin to receive a sense of opening, a sense of vision.”
- Barbara Ward
Hear the words of the dancing God,
the music of whose laughter stirs the winds,
whose voice calls the seasons:
I who am the Lord [...]
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