I Knew We Would Be FriendsAs soon as you opened your mouth, And I heard your soft sounds,I knew we would be friends.The first time, dear pilgrim, I heard you laugh,I knew it would not take me long,To turn you back into GodBy Hafiz, Sufi poet There is a Vitality – Martha Graham There is a Read more about Resilience, Radiance, Rememberance[…]
This spring and early summer were unusually wet in our part of the Shenandoah Valley. It rained and rained, resulting in lush lawns and uncommon garden growth through the first part of August. Now though, we are in a dry spell. I spend the first part of every morning out in our vegetable garden with Read more about Goddess of the dry spell – Danna Faulds[…]
The Peace of Wild Things” Written and read by Wendell BerryListen When despair for the world grows in meand I wake in the night at the least soundin fear of what my life and my children’s lives may be,I go and lie down where the wood drakerests in his beauty on the water, and the great Read more about The peace of wild things – Wendell Berry[…]
It is early morning,before the world wakes up. I open the front door. And here is heavensitting waiting for me to remember it. Geese and gulls fly across the sky sounding their distinct calls through the valley. Giant hydrangea blooms and tiny jasmine flowers abound. Up the garden, the first aquilegia seeds and a single Read more about Heaven[…]
https://www.kimrosen.net/events-1 What I take:- MY POEMS ATTEMPT – RABIA. All of what I would want my child to know my poems attempt. We are infants before each others are we not, so vulnerable to each other’s words and movements. A school I sat in cured me of hurting others. I have come to see that Read more about Poetry Dive 2 With Kim Rosen[…]
Here is midsummer. The time of purple and orange. Out of a Jurassic forest of foliage rise the polemonium spears. holding aloft their beautiful-blue purple flower clusters. While pink-purple rockets burst forth on the buddleia bush. And Orange hawkbit waft their devil’s paintbrushes highamong the tall spears of lucifers Crosimia and the low snaking tendrils Read more about Purple and Orange[…]
Drying Aquilegia seedpods. Clover flowers floating like miniature lotus flowers on a pool of green.Seas of mint and pink geranium, Pale yellow stars of the lady’s mantle Spears of LavenderAnd tiny orchids of the dead nettle. Foxgloves trumpets held on high. Soft leaves, spiky leaves, furry alchemilla leaves, leathery leaves of the peony and hydrangea. Read more about First seeds[…]
I stop. Look up. Blue sky. Green hedge. Solid Earth. I land,Feeling gravity holding me close. Where have I been? Away with the fairies over the summer solstice. Journeying. The circle has gone now, vanishing as quickly as it appeared.It’s good to come back down to Earth Grounded. I roll onto my belly, feeling my Read more about Coming back to Earth[…]
Hard rain overnight. 4am Crack of Dawn pulsing energy. Deep, dark new moon journey. Blue throat chakra, black cat.Bigger cats, lions, tigers and jaguars, prowl and roar. Summer solstice wonderland Jasmine scent.Peas pop. Wild cherries with poison at their hearts. Soft breeze, floating clouds, rustling leaves. Father’s Day cider and hops.Sleep so near and so Read more about Let the rhythm call you home[…]