STANDING DEER As the house of a person in age sometimes grows cluttered with what is too loved or too heavy to part with, the heart may grow cluttered. And still the house will be emptied, and still the heart. As the thoughts of a person in age sometimes grow sparer, like a great cleanness [...]
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“Still the heart…”
Posted in Jane Hirshfield, Nature, Photo Canvases, Photography, Poems, Poetry on November 1, 2009 | Leave a Comment »
“A single fabric…”
Posted in Family, Jane Hirshfield, Photography, Poems, Poetry, Spirituality, Wholeness on October 29, 2009 | 1 Comment »
Five days of silence can change the interior landscape. There is no place to hide. The mind is a whirling dervish that slows and stills. What initially resembles a cell phone tower receiving multiple conversations becomes a clear quiet lake. The reflections there are not distorted and have no context…what is, what has been, what [...]
“We get the weight…”
Posted in Jane Hirshfield, Nature, Photo Canvases, Photography, Poems, Poetry, Spirituality, Wholeness, Writing on December 10, 2007 | Leave a Comment »
Today is gray, wet, bone-cold, slippery…everything encased in ice. I feel frozen in time in a world that is speeding by…there’s decorating to do, cookies to bake, gifts to buy, cards to write… I’ve gone ahead and done the unthinkable in an already busy season. I decided to paint the ceiling, walls and trim in [...]
“Strands of autumn…”
Posted in Inspiration, Jane Hirshfield, Nature, Photo Canvases, Photography, Poems, Poetry, Spirituality, Wholeness, Writing on September 30, 2007 | Leave a Comment »
RIPENESS Ripeness is what falls away with ease. Not only the heavy apple, the pear, but also the dried brown strands of autumn iris from their core. To let your body love this world that gave itself to your care in all of its ripeness, with ease, and will take itself from you in equal [...]
“Still the scales balance…”
Posted in Inspiration, Jane Hirshfield, Photo Canvases, Photography, Poems, Poetry, Spirituality, Wholeness, Writing on September 27, 2007 | Leave a Comment »
THE WEIGHING The heart’s reasons seen clearly, even the hardest will carry its whip-marks and sadness and must be forgiven. As the drought-starved eland forgives the drought-starved lion who finally takes her, enters willingly then the life she cannot refuse, and is lion, is fed, and does not remember the other. So few grains of [...]
