Saturday Morning

~ Live & Learn

With what stillness at last
you appear in the valley
your first sunlight reaching down
to touch the tips of a few
high leaves that do not stir
as though they had not noticed
and did not know you at all
then the voice of a dove calls
from far away in itself
to the hush of the morning…

~ W. S. Merwin, from “To the New Year” from Present Company

Photo: Ian Cowe (Perthshire, Scotland)

23 thoughts on “Saturday Morning”

  4. “Sitting over words very late I have heard a kind of whispered sighing not far like a night wind in pines or like the sea in the dark the echo of everything that has ever been spoken still spinning its one syllable between the earth and silence.
    ~W. S. Merwin, The Rain in the trees.

    He’s special. And this makes me miss open windows. It smells like an early one this year.

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  9. Love the photo and W. S. Merwin’s words…ty for the intro /// “then the voice of a dove calls” I love hearing the morning doves” a bit too early to hear them…soon they will return…though I keep thinking we have some in our attic…I call my dear hubby into the bathroom to listen to a cooing that travels in through the fan, he has yet to hear what I hear…I went out early when the light greeted the day…about 1/2 hour later the fog rolled in, laying down its robe upon me and the harder frost…thankfully an hour later the sun broke through…gifting us with bright light & warm kisses…the cats are stretched out sunning in the garden…

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