Wednesday, February 23, 2011

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Life flakes off with speech. The husk goes off, playing the fool
along a flowering path of sap,
















winter passes over the hills
and a tree ages hour by hour
with rings of compassion in an endless din) like the black--
with white dew























night transforms hundreds of stars
into plasma
            and wasps
are winnowed with the gods' fires

The line of plains and mountains
     whirls like a fog
whose stones envelope the moon in veins and the Siren is gold
on the bough..























but the evolution of change is less visible than smoke
hoovering like a rainbow of achievement over a steel-grey crown...
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from Description by Russian poet Arkadii Dragomoschenko
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...there is only the unattended
Moment, the moment in and out of time,
The distraction fit, lost in a shaft of sunlight,
The wild thyme unseen, or the winter lightening
Or the waterfall, or music heard so deeply
That it is not heard at all, but you are the music
While the music lasts.
— from T. S Eliot, “The Dry Salvages”
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.What a gift to remember to be tender with our senses.

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Sarah Vaughn  Doodlin
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my mother called and told me I was "grounded" yesterday. Because I hadn't talked to her all month. It was kind of sweet to imagine myself as a teenager, not allowed to go "out and play."

much peace, and love and light to you all, and to the world  in such political growing pains.
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added *Taming Foxes for domestication National Geographic Fascinating

20 comments:

La Dolce Vita said...

beautiful post dear one.... "with rings of compassion in and endless din" yes...

grrl + dog said...

I would love to know

more about the photos...

kvk said...

"the moment in and out of time" ... my favorite place to be, where all the magic happens.

Images are exquisite, stark. Amazing how the photo negative transforms gentle images into something quite abstract and otherworldly. Hmmmm, methinks there's more to consider in that.

bless bless xoxo

Seth said...

Peace, love and light to you too. The words in this post are quite powerful!

ArtPropelled said...

M, I have called my family in to watch the video clip of the little baby hearing for the first time. How wonderful is that?!!
Love the poetry to start my day, especially the words of my old friend, T.S Elliot.
As for the world's political growing pains ... a pity we can't apply wintergreen to ease the aches.

Disa said...

long time no visit- shame on me!

rivergardenstudio said...

Moving words,
The "winter (that) passes over the hills"
It has stopped here for a while,
under the mountain and over the river.
And "the moment, in and out of time"
I always think that if i write down the words myself they will stay with me always...
Love the dark and light of the images and the sweet baby. And sending love to you. roxanne

LauraX said...

"a tree ages hour by hour
with rings of compassion in an endless din" This line captured my heart too. Fascinating photo series. So glad you are back:-)

notmassproduced said...

fascinating post...i love the images in the top section...

soraya nulliah said...

I love these images-"negatives" always fascinate...and baby look soooo cute:)Beautiful poem too xxx

layers said...

thank you for leaving such a lovely comment on my rabbit post. I love your images and words here- especially the TS Eliot - I will have to come back and copy it down. I taught deaf children for 4 years - years ago and this brought back wonderful memories.

bicocacolors said...

such a great post, love it!

rivergardenstudio said...

I just had to come back for another visit to your beautiful words and images... so filled with love and magic. roxanne

Donn said...

I am so struck by the series of negatives/images, the poetry and the wonderful video...what a beautiful beautiful post...I will share "the evolution of change is less visible than smoke" as part of the opening of this weekend's retreat...no...I will share it all.
I will honor your compassion and creativity.

Donna Iona Drozda said...

My comment leaped away before I could type my url...
:-(

Christine said...

I smiled at your mother grounding you, though at first I read grounded as in a different way and thought "what an awesome mom" :-))
Thank you for sharing words and images. And that sweet sweet film - made my heart smile.
Thank you for always kind and wise words
Hope your day will be mild and sweet
xo

Judy Martin said...

Beautiful post. It sets one dreaming.

Judah Noah said...

Lovely. Simple as that.

redredday said...

hi there ~ strange not to see a new post up here by now...hope all is alright with you, M...

these are haunting images...

i like that your mom tells you that you're grounded :).

Marjojo said...

When I clicked on the link to your blog the screen stayed black for a longish while and I anxiously thought your blog had gone, disappeared, been closed down. Turns out it's my elderly computer that's the problem, phew. Would really miss being able to come here.