What does the oak see
What does the oak see
as she bows to the river
rippling with song?
for Haiku Bones, "miracle" and for OSI, "love"
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- I live in South Minneapolis with Chris, Emma and Sauvi. We make good trouble together. I am committed to living in such a way as to engender peace and social justice, ecology and sustainability, and cultural, spiritual and artistic expression and exchange. I am interested in dialogue about the core of the human experience.
10 comments:
What a beautiful question. Wondrous.
I can only hope that she is situated where she does not see oil fouling her roots.
interesting wondering...!
Don't you just wonder? This is a beautiful poem.
What only those in love will see...
and they will be different--one from the other.
Lovely verse.
Just love it. So beautiful.
Melanie
I love the potential ambiguity of "rippling with song" -- the tree? the water? A wonderful quantum of meaning.
Beautiful. Your poetry is always exquisite.
love your question.
Dear poetic friend: how are you?
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