Thank you for your beautiful, poignant words. Now I get to carry that little bird with me all day and on into other days. I hope your husband feels better soon and you get some rest.
Danusha, your image of the little wild bird flying free from the protection of the woman's tenderly cupped hands stays with me and has made my day. Thanks.
Oh, I love these words so much, Danusha: "the whole oceanic sway of the world . . . the massive heft grief, the pull of hope." Poems, including these lyric words, are my scripture. I go to poetry to be put back in harmony when life is a bit much. To see more clearly. Thank you for your keen sight, for your work of putting words together and shedding light on experience. (I feed the worms every few days and think about my connection to them!) This month another poet, Devin Kelly, introduced his Substack readers to "Closing Time: Iskandariya" by Brigit Pegeen Kelly, and it grabbed me so hard! I've been living with it like long ago I was taught to live with scripture. And I find such a profound message in it. In case you like having poems read to you, it's in this link on the recording at the 22:30 mark: https://priscillastuckey.substack.com/p/51-like-the-ocean-it-wont-let-me Hoping that your husband feels better soon and that life gives us all a bit more breathing room. And that poetry keeps sustaining us.
"In the center is watering the roses". I have been finding center in the small act of watering my little garden this summer too. Sometimes it feels like the most meaningful, steadying act of the entire day. Thank you for writing this!
You've helped me see that the Vitruvian mandala man would love to fly like the small wild bird. Thank you so much for your post today.
Ha! I think he would!
Thank you for your beautiful, poignant words. Now I get to carry that little bird with me all day and on into other days. I hope your husband feels better soon and you get some rest.
Thanks, Clayton. Appreciated. And I'm glad you're carrying that bird. : )
Danusha, your image of the little wild bird flying free from the protection of the woman's tenderly cupped hands stays with me and has made my day. Thanks.
So happy to hear that!
Sublime. Stellar. beauty words. Thank you.
Thank you!
Oh, I love these words so much, Danusha: "the whole oceanic sway of the world . . . the massive heft grief, the pull of hope." Poems, including these lyric words, are my scripture. I go to poetry to be put back in harmony when life is a bit much. To see more clearly. Thank you for your keen sight, for your work of putting words together and shedding light on experience. (I feed the worms every few days and think about my connection to them!) This month another poet, Devin Kelly, introduced his Substack readers to "Closing Time: Iskandariya" by Brigit Pegeen Kelly, and it grabbed me so hard! I've been living with it like long ago I was taught to live with scripture. And I find such a profound message in it. In case you like having poems read to you, it's in this link on the recording at the 22:30 mark: https://priscillastuckey.substack.com/p/51-like-the-ocean-it-wont-let-me Hoping that your husband feels better soon and that life gives us all a bit more breathing room. And that poetry keeps sustaining us.
Oh my god! What an amazing poem! I'd never read it. Wonderfully odd, too, like so many of her poems. Wow.
Yes! Strange and marvelous.
What a wonderful piece in this wobbly world. I will read and reread this one.
Thank you, Liz : )
"In the center is watering the roses". I have been finding center in the small act of watering my little garden this summer too. Sometimes it feels like the most meaningful, steadying act of the entire day. Thank you for writing this!