There were days
when we could catch light
in a butterfly net.
~ Richard Jackson, from “That’s What I’m Talking About,” Resonance: Poems
Notes:
- Image Source: Journal of a Nobody. Poem: Memory’s Landscape
- Prior “Lightly child, lightly” Posts? Connect here.
- Post Title & Inspiration: Aldous Huxley: “It’s dark because you are trying too hard. Lightly child, lightly. Learn to do everything lightly. Yes, feel lightly even though you’re feeling deeply. Just lightly let things happen and lightly cope with them.”
And laughter in the palm of our hand….
There is something about a black and white photo that creates emotions that color photos can’t elicit.
So agree with that…
I’ve had a butterfly land on my toes several times when I sat in a lounge chair on my deck, and the hardest thing is not to twitch as they land and make them fly up again. But once they’re settled, it’s amazing to watch them up close.
I have never had that happen to me. There’s still time.
Love this David! <3
Diana xo
Thanks Diana.
Summer days in the meadow with a net. Summer school Biology when I was 15. Were we ever really that young?
I thought exactly the same thing. It feels like yesterday and at the same time so long ago.