every now and then some theme or question that I am contemplating rushes forth from the depths of my being in the form of a poem.
often when the poem first emerges it speaks to me in one particular way, and then over the course of the following weeks, begins to take on a shape, breadth and depth that I had not imagined. in this way, the poem speaks back to me; it offers me back to myself and this life newly.
this week I am revisiting a poem written several months ago* and am interested in what may take shape as I invite you to join me…
Perhaps allow the words to move through you….so that they circulate through your being instead of remaining merely an act of your mind.
Thank you for your presence here.
photos: me, Ashokan Reservoir, Catskill Park, NY. December 3, 2018.
*follow this link to see a previous post from my August immersive residency, which also relates to this poem.