Thursday, November 15, 2012

All but for one leaf



"If she[…] had known how much her first half-inch beginning to let go would take - and how long her noticing and renouncing owning and her turning her habits, and beginning the slimmest self-mastery whose end was nowhere in sight - would she have begun?”
Annie Dillard, The Maytrees



A rock
dozes in the sun
A young sky
blinks
And rain traverses
a rutted face
Carrying away
grit, dust, dreams
The rock gives up
these parts of itself
without protest
(You could say
that the rock
has lost its integrity)


A person in a life time 
amasses 
reams of wrongs
Undeniably suffered
grievances
So many uncountable
Swelling
Unutterable
Things
Slop over the
deckled edge


My mind today
is bare as the trees are
Bare
beneath a tufted sky
All but for one leaf
dangling
crimson
translucent




Written for One Single Impression, "struggle"

Wednesday, November 7, 2012

Tonight we celebrate



Tonight we celebrate
A beginning.
No time for complacency.

Written for Real Toads, Mama Zen's challenge