I wish it to be soTo inhabit the world with my heart,
and not my ears. Just knowing.
When the sap loosens and there is a groaning
In the top branches
Does the whole stand reply in silence ?
Her tail flashes and her spotted-one listens.
Their fear is quelled by recollection
of the meadow
and their own salty runestone.
Behind velvet eyes,
Pain and beauty coexist; without my words.
They feast on wild plum trees.
I wish to be
free of my desire to give them a name.
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16 comments:
I like that a lot, did you write it?
This is lovely. Hidden talents, NoniZ.
I love these lines:
"and their own salty runestone."
"I wish to be
free of my desire to give them a name."
Kat
to inhabit with just knowing-yes, I like that very much! animals don't name their world, do they. just us with too many words
thanks for visiting me today
Yeah, I like the poem but I feel the last line is going to stay with me for some time.
Nicely written.
this is the stillness of nature. illustrated nicely!
Clever. To write a poem about silence when the topic is really noisy!
My heart beats like a doe!
Aloha
you say it best when you say nothing it all...
Beautfiul. It reminds me of one of my favorite Borges poem- wherein the man who wishes to catalog everying finishes, then looks up to realize that he left out the moon.
How beautiful sweetie!!!Hughugs
To inhabit the world with my heart -- what a beautiful wish! And, to provide such a rich pairing of poetry and picture, I think you must live that way -- thanks so much!
This is beautiful...I especially loved the last stanza. I could feel the silence.
Simple and beautiful and honest. And lovely! Thank you.
"I wish it to be so
To inhabit the world with my heart,
and not my ears. Just knowing."
Sounds like you are :)
oh how this enchants my soul- lovel these words.Sandy
"To inhabit the world with my heart" - beautiful opening phrase.
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