Here and There

Tuesday, March 13, 2012

Lent

A small spot to glance at, every time I go in and go out, to remind me.

Monday, March 12, 2012

from "Woods" by Wendell Berry

Though I am silent
there is singing around me.
Though I am dark
there is vision around me.
Though I am heavy
there is flight around me.

Browsing in a book store is one of my favorite "date" activities.  It is luxurious and unhurried.  You can zone out. We got a date on Saturday and found ourselves wandering in a bookstore.  I found the poetry table and read this poem of Wendell Berry's.  The last words I couldn't help but memorize.  I also read a few poems from a collection by Gary Young and was impressed.

I wrote a poem about a fox a few weeks ago.  It's not great.  But it was nice to work on it.  Working on a poem is good work, you have to be precise.