Thursday, June 18, 2015

Sunswell

photo by blue eyed puma


It's early still,
                      night hasn't given up,
                                                         yet.
the grass is wet,
laying atop one another, across
the whole of the field,
                           tucked

tween mountains of trees ---

                        only my bre / ath / ing
    
                        only

It begins
with a whisper,                  ruach
a single blade,

as the door between earth
& sky opens

               --- & a thousand lovers
leave the arms of their other,
to rise
          and greet the day.


40 comments:

  1. I love that silence before it all wakes up. My favorite time of the day to read poetry.. The way you describe the dawn as a blade to open up the new world.. I get an image of the books by Philip Pullman and the subtle knife from that line.

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  2. How absolutely gorgeous this is! I wake up and I look at Sam and I look around the room and I feel so much gratitude in the mornings

    mindlovemisery

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  3. Wow X this is Xtasy in the most natural way, wow....

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  4. This has made me breathless - wordless! Beautifully said. I love the thousand lovers and the whisper of a single blade. Soooo s-l-o-w-l-y which is how it is. There is no hard (nor soft) line between day and night. I love it very much, x.

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  5. Beautifully expressed. At the dawn of a new day everything changes...and what had been still becomes filled with motion anew. The last stanza creates a vivid picture & makes me smile.

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    1. It wsa amazing. There were a handful of guys in the field with me that morning, prepping for an outdoor service - and I just stopped because I started to hear the grass standing up. You had to be really quiet but it was amazing - almost a hush.

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    2. "..to hear the grass standing up.."---i adore that line!

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  6. Latin the other day, Hebrew today... Smiles. Time seems to have stopped for just a nano-second before these thousand of lovers have to get up and leave the arms of their others. I like the scene and the tone. Here too the grass was wet this morning.

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    1. That one was totally a suggestion of my crit partner - so I will give her credit.

      I also have a line in Cherokee that I am saving for a future poem. Languages say so much, you know.

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  7. The title and your Hebrew word really add so much to the poem. Absolutely gorgeous. I love how you've woven the Holy Spirit throughout the experience. Really, God is hard to find in church but is so very present and easy to find in nature. Stunning work. So inspiring. I love it when you write daily; it's such a treat to wake up to new poems from a handful of favorite writers. It makes the day worth getting up for. :)

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  8. So beautiful. I feel as if the dew drops who were with the grass blades now will have to evaporate and leave their beloved grass blades.

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  9. such a moment of wonder and awe... i wasn't aware that you can really hear them when they rise as i mostly rush by on my bike... need to take the time to stop next time - there's a huge field that i have to cross - i bet i will sing along to their melody for the rest of the day

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  10. I love this time, this very early morning, when the hush is palpable and the sky is opening slow and majestic ~ A gem to read today, smiles ~

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  11. The dawning of the age of X-qarius, for sure; incredible, sensuous, as Zen as it was Zionic. Your lines /as the door between earth/& sky opened/. Too-up for me to favor either twilight or dawn.

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  12. This reminded me of the Cat Stevens song 'Morning has broken'. It also has a tinge of Shakespeare or Andrew Marvell about it. Love with a capital letter and love with small letter, heaven and earth, and that mysterious blade...

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  13. Nice. I like how the word "yet" hangs out to the right of the rest of the first line. I think "yet" is a great word when used in the sense you have here, with a pause before. And then we see what comes after. Peace, Linda

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  14. This is such a gorgeous piece of work... loved the images.. so vivid.. so powerful.. adored these lines:

    as the door between earth
    & sky opens
    --- & a thousand lovers
    leave the arms of their other,
    to rise and greet the day.

    Absolutely breath-taking :D

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  15. So much to discover in this poem and it seems to change every time I read it :)

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  16. as the door between earth & sky opens...yes, just exactly like that. and the name for God...Rauch Elohim....breath....yes, from start to finish, breathtaking.

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  17. I love this: "night hasn't given up, yet." I like when that happens. :-)

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  18. i felt the power in these few lines... a stillness was present

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  19. a thousand lovers
    leave the arms of their other,
    to rise

    Powerful ending X! An everyday affair the morning after but you put in so much drama and emphasis to end it that way!

    Hank

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  20. This is captivating. You painted a scene of absolute stillness like deep breaths during morning meditation.

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  21. A wonderful moment to capture, indeed. My work is almost always 2hrs away from home, and to wake up extra early in the morning becomes a normal routine to me so as not to get stuck in a huge traffic jam. I'm a regular commuter & a bystander, and I don't have to regret having to wake up so early because of the morning scenes such as those you succintly layered here. Thanks for the poem!

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  22. "Night hasn't given up yet" is my fave part.

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  23. Nice visual, I all there....

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  24. There is a beautiful universality to this.

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  25. Ah.. the grass is a beauty as leaves hold together but
    the beach of sands and sparkling diatoms of gulf
    with humid puffy skies of night painted clouds..
    bring love and sand together on breath of
    two intwined as one.. beach of love..
    Oh God my youth is magic..
    and best of all is i can
    go there again in
    words and
    water on
    sandlit nights..:)

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  26. very well done - a modern "Break of Day"

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  27. Very interesting style indeed - and really brings home a connection with nature.

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  28. Lovely read! The pacing and arrangement meld nicely.

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  29. love the idea of blades of grass being lovers that leave the arms of their other in the morning. Wonderful imagery!

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  30. So creative! I like how you gave the blades of grass some recognition in this piece. Sometimes the simplest parts of nature are overlooked, even though they can be exquisite if we just take the time to look and listen.

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  31. Cool way to describe the coming of a new day. Brilliant!

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