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My Father owned a star…

09 Feb 2021 Leave a comment

by jeannepoland in Poetry Tags: all came in from near and far, but we owned a star and not a lock, death and war, faces looked in the front door, Home by William Stafford, My father owned a star..., we slept at night

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Home
by William Stafford

Our father owned a star,
and by its light
we lived in father’s house
and slept at night.

The tragedy of life,
like death and war,
were faces looking in
at our front door.

But finally all came in,
from near and far:
you can’t believe in locks
and own a star.

when you’re beautifully 80 years old …

08 Feb 2021 Leave a comment

by jeannepoland in Poetry Tags: 2011, 80 and fantastic!, Feb 5, red color for the root chakra, when you're beautifully 80 years old

red color for the root chakra

80 and fantastic!

birthday flowers

at the soft place in the snowbank…

07 Feb 2021 Leave a comment

by jeannepoland in Poetry Tags: at the soft place in the snowbank..., clear ice, cottonwood tree, heartbeak, hint of a glacier, In the Late Season, new as a lamb, piece of spring, rough bark, the smell of water, Tom Hennen, warmed by the sun, west wind

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In the Late Season
by Tom Hennen

At the soft place in the snowbank
Warmed to dripping by the sun
There is the smell of water.
On the western wind the hint of glacier.
A cottonwood tree warmed by the same sun
On the same day,
My back against its rough bark
Same west wind mild in my face.
A piece of spring
Pierced me with love for this empty place
Where a prairie creek runs
Under its cover of clear ice
And the sound it makes,
Mysterious as a heartbeat,
New as a lamb.

Astrology

05 Feb 2021 Leave a comment

by jeannepoland in Poetry Tags: astrology, galaxies replay energy, hiccups rhythm, I'mstunned by the light, planets replay magnetic dances, pull push geometry, replayed by moon and son, th cosmos replays music, the waves of Divine Beneficence, vibrate power

Astrology

the cosmos replays music
hiccups rhythm

the galaxies replay energy
vibrate power

the planets replay magnetic dances
pull push geometry

I’m stunned by the light
replayed by moon and sun
as they rotate the waves of Divine beneficence

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Jeanne

Now a darkness is coming…

03 Feb 2021 Leave a comment

by jeannepoland in Poetry Tags: a both eyes darkness, Bach, chaos, choice, commitment, Jane Hirshfield, must -be, Now a darkness is coming..., obedient to can't know, two ears, two hands, two legs, walk into the coming time

chaos – choice – commitment

Now A Darkness is Coming
by Jane Hirshfield

I hold my life with two hands.
I walk with two legs.
Two ears are enough to hear Bach with.
Blinded in one eye, a person sees with the other.
Now a great darkness is coming.
A both-eyes darkness.
I have one mouth.
It holds two words.
Yes, No,
inside all others.
Yes. No. No. Yes.
I say yes to these words, as I must,
and I also refuse them.
My two legs,
shaped to go forward,
obedient to can’t-know and must-be,
walk into the time that is coming.

“Now A Darkness is Coming” from LEDGER: Poems by Jane Hirshfield. Published 2020 by Alfred A. Knopf, an imprint of The Knopf Doubleday Publishing Group, a division of Penguin Random House LLC.