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another poem and photograph every weekday. Or so.

(photographs: Tom Davis)


Friday, October 27, 2017

 

wild flower

 

 

 

 

wild flower

 

To see a World in a Grain of Sand
And a Heaven in a Wild Flower,
Hold Infinity in the palm of your hand
And Eternity in an hour.

 

From William Blake, Auguries of Innocence

 

 

 

 

 


Thursday, October 26, 2017

 

heart of light

 

 

 

 

at the heart of things

 

Is it not by his high superfluousness we know
Our God?

To fling
Rainbows over the rain
And beauty above the moon, and secret rainbows
On the domes of deep sea-shells,
And make the necessary embrace of breeding
Beautiful also as fire,
Not even the weeds to multiply without blossom
Nor the birds without music:
There is the great humaneness at the heart of things,
The extravagant kindness, the fountain.

 

From Robinson Jeffers, The excesses of God

 

 

 

 

 


Tuesday, October 24, 2017

 

janey

happy birthday Janey (obviously)!

 

 

 

growing, flying, happening

 

The point is the seeing, the grace
beyond recognition, the ways
of the bird rising, unnamed, unknown,
beyond the range of language, beyond its noun.

Eyes open on growing, flying, happening,
and go on opening. Manifold, the world
dawns on unrecognizing, realizing eyes.
Amazement is the thing.

Not love, but the astonishment of loving.

 

From Alastair Reid, Growing, flying, happening

 

 

 

 

 


 

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