see the mermaid bathing in her pool, as fairies scamper through the woods. -jack horne -- *still walking the 150 parks, into the b parks on the list now more beautiful discoveries every day shot above taken in bird hills park, ann arbor
“oh, the summer night, has a smile of light,
and she sits on a sapphire throne.”
-bryan procter
—
huron river, ann arbor, michigan, usa
water
Everything on the earth bristled,
the bramble pricked
and the green thread nibbled away,
the petal fell,
falling until the only flower was the falling itself.
Water is another matter,
has no direction but its own bright grace,
runs through all imaginable colors,
takes limpid lessons from stone,
and in those functionings plays out
the unrealized ambitions of the foam.
Pablo Neruda
—
killarney, ireland
water
Everything on the earth bristled, the bramble
pricked and the green thread
nibbled away, the petal fell, falling
until the only flower was the falling itself.
water is another matter,
has no direction but its own bright grace,
runs through all imaginable colors,
takes limpid lessons
from stone,
and in those functionings plays out
the unrealized ambitions of the foam.
– pablo neruda
yes, that is
a cookie groundhog
with a chocolate chip face
popping out of a bagel hole
covered in cream cheese snow
sprinkled with smashed up wafer cookie dirt .
—
in honor of world poetry day (yesterday)
and groundhog day (in february)
and bread and peace. (everyday)
—
“peace goes into the making of a poem as flour goes into the making of bread.”
-pablo neruda
“february, a form
pale-vestured, wildly fair,—
one of the north wind’s daughters,
with icicles in her hair.”
—
~edgar fawcett, “the masque of months,” c.1878
of course it is a worm family birthday party.
—
“the poet makes silk dresses out of worms.”
-wallace stevens
“If our hearts are ready for anything,
we are touched by
the beauty and poetry and mystery
that fill our world.”
-tara brach
I didn't have my glasses on.... 