Thursday, June 11, 2015

Queen Elizabeth

I'm sitting outside on the deck as the sun rises to the level of the Queen Elizabeth rose that stands
regally in the middle of the rose garden. The sun is shining through the delicate petals making their translucent quality visible in light and shadow as the dark green leaves become white in reflection of a rising Missouri sun. The scene brings me back to the heart of poetry that I thought had been lost over the past few months . . . but all it takes is witnessing a scene of beauty in a moment of focus to bring back and up front the wholeness that poetry brings. "Poetry's work is the clarification and magnification of being." Jane Hirshfield

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