Wednesday
Nov192008
wednesday night poem notes...
photo collaboration with miss geek inc, week 9
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circling, shifting, begging
seeking heat
yearning to be touched and twirled and taken
my face tips up
the sun warms my eyelids
yes
*****
in this spot, i used to share poetry on thursdays...i miss it sometimes (well, a lot of the time actually), so it made me smile when LK let me know that she is hosting a day of sharing words today. i am taking part in the fun just in time. to visit other participants, head over to LK's.and, i also invite you to spend some time with the poetry of li-young lee. his poetry speaks to my core. you can read several of his poems here. ("persimmons" took my breath away one day in 2006. you should read it. right now.)
have any poets wandered into your world lately?
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poem notes, poetry, through the lens
poem notes, poetry, through the lens
Reader Comments (7)
hola beautiful liz ~
i remember when persimmons took your breath away... it is such a divine poem. my current favourite is:
"The minute I heard my first love story
I started looking for you, not knowing how blind that was.
Lovers don't finally meet somewhere.
They're in each other all along."
~ Rumi
wishing you a precious, dearhearted day sweet soul ~~~
Leonie
wow.
i needed that
on this cold school delayed morning..
those warm words...
love the dip!
and wishing you a happy thursday
=)
I miss poetry thursdays too. Maybe it's time for a comeback?!
:)
a.
P.S Love the dip!
Your poem is simply wonderful! I have many great poets I read. A few are family members. I guess that's where my gift and love of the art comes from.
Have A Blessed Day!
Beautiful, everything, just beautiful... and the Persimmons... the hair went up on the back of my neck, I went and read it right away... so poets walking into my world... hmmm I have been back reading an old "friend", Jane Hirshfield. Given Sugar, Given Salt and The Lives of the Heart, 2 of my all time favourite collections...
Oh! Persimmons -- thank you so much for that link!
Poets: always loved Whitman and cummings (can't believe I gave away his complete poems, years ago -- will have to get another copy). Mary Oliver. Rumi. I sometimes think of Emerson as a poet, believe it or not. I shyly, occasionally, still write poetry, if only to see my own feelings on paper.
OMG, Liz, I am so glad that you directed me to "persimmons".
What an amazing poem, took my breath away, too.
I have an older friend who has macular degeneration, and did sumi painting long after she could no longer see. They were amazing.
hugs,
gwennie