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(photographs: Tom Davis)


Friday, May 11, 2018

 

sky

 

 

 

 

the brain is wider than the sky



The brain is wider than the sky,
For, put them side by side,
The one the other will include
With ease, and you beside.

The brain is deeper than the sea,
For, hold them, blue to blue,
The one the other will absorb,
As sponges, buckets do.

The brain is just the weight of God,
For, lift them, pound for pound,
And they will differ, if they do,
As syllable from sound.



Emily Dickinson

 

 

 

 

 


Thursday, May 10, 2018

 

thinking

 

 

 

 

thinking



Half the day lost, staring
at this window. I wanted to know
just one true thing

about the soul, but I left thinking
for thought, and now -
two inches of snow have fallen

over the meadow. Where did I go,
how long was I out looking
for you?, who would never leave me,
my withness, my here.



Kate Knapp Johnson, The Meadow

 

 

 

 

 


Wednesday, May 10, 2018

 

face

 

 

 

 

what is this face



What is this face, less clear and clearer
The pulse in the arm, less strong and stronger -
Given or lent? more distant than stars and nearer than the eye.



from T.S.Eliot, Marina

 

 

 

 

 


Tuesday, May 9, 2018

 

pink

 

 

 

 

life, in pink



you look at me and I look away
your smile, it comes and goes
i see you as you surely are
and life is a pink rose

you speak your love in silence, or
a normal angel's prose
and I feel, oh, I don't know what
but life is a pink rose

here I am. within your arms
I know what heaven knows
I know you from inside my heart
and life is a pink rose

so you are I and we are you
in one sweet quelquechose
there is no end to this midnight love
and life is a pink rose



Tom Davis, after (and a long way behind) Edith Piaf, La vie en rose

 

 

 

 

 


 

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