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Tag: Photography
Resolutions. Day 1.
Today I want
to resolve nothing.
I only want to walk
a little longer in the cold…
– Kim Addonizio, from “New Year’s Day” in Tell Me
Notes:
- Inspired by Lucille Clifton, “I am running into a new year” (via Read a Little Poetry): i am running into a new year / and the old years blow back / like a wind / that i catch in my hair / like strong fingers like / all my old promises and / it will be hard to let go / of what i said to myself / about myself…
- Poem Source – Memory’s Landscape.
- Photo: Frozen Lake Tremblant in the Laurentides region of Quebec. Photo by Timothy A. Clary, Agence France, wsj.com December 24, 2017)
Miracle. All of it.
Behind me the sun settles
into the sea but I’m facing
a fire flickering in a great stone
hearth not big enough to roast
an ox, but big enough.
It’s taken the universe fifteen
billion years to get me here
and I find I’m grateful.
~ Nils Peterson, “Christmas Eve By the Sea” in A Walk to the Center of Things
Notes:
- Poem: via 3quarksdaily. Photo by Milamai
- Related Posts: Miracle. All of it.
Year of the Dog
“A baby in a hospital in Bangkok is dressed in a dog costume to celebrate the coming Year of the Dog.”
And here I thought every year is the Year of the Dog…
Notes:
- Fun Fact: Our President Donald Trump was born in 1946, also the year of the dog. But that is not good news for the US president, as Chinese culture predicts a year of bad fortune for anyone that shares the same zodiac sign. (The Guardian, Dec 29, 2017)
- Photo by Athit Perawongmetha, wsj.com, December 28, 2017)
Lightly Child, Lightly.
You wake up on a winter morning and pull up the shade, and what lay there the evening before is no longer there – the sodden gray yard, the dog droppings, the tire tracks in the frozen mud, the broken lawn chair you forgot to take in last fall. All this has disappeared overnight, and what you look out on is not the snow of Narnia but the snow of home, which is no less shimmering and white as it falls. The earth is covered with it, and it is falling still in silence so deep that you can hear its silence. It is snow to be shoveled, to make driving even worse than usual, snow to be joked about and cursed at, but unless the child in you is entirely dead, it is snow, too, that can make the heart beat faster when it catches you by surprise that way, before your defenses are up. It is snow that can awaken memories of things more wonderful than anything you ever knew or dreamed.
– Frederick Buechner, Telling the Truth: The Gospel as Tragedy, Comedy, and Fairy Tale
Notes:
- Quote: Thank you Whiskey River. Photo by werner neururer (Austria) with Walk in the woods
- 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.”