Contemporary poets
Their gift for control
Just the right word
Minus a little
How I value
The understatement,
The not quite saying
I swim naked in the possibilities
Soaking them up, making them me
I step from that deep water
To run through
The tall grass of pure feeling
Deeper and deeper
Lost in the
Moist dark of a wilderness
(The trained meadow is gone now)
(There is no going back)
Every wild sound becomes my voice
Every graceful sway of every branch and leaf
Is me
Moving without thought or care
Deeper into the dark
I feel everything
I become nothing
In the space between
This breath and this breath
And this
There are no words
There is no need.
Nobel winner Nadine Gordimer of South Africa once said, "People make the mistake of regarding commitment as something solely political. A writer is committed to trying to make sense of life. It's a search. So there is that commitment first of all: the commitment to the honesty and determination to go as deeply into things as possible, and to dredge up what little bit of truth you with your talent can then express."
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Lovely.
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Love it! The first few lines...how true. Well done Sandy.
ReplyDeleteI also "early-birded" with this week's wonderful OSI prompt. ;<)
Hugs, G
PS: Email on its way to you today re: upcoming prompt.
Well one. I have been playing outdoors in the pond. So much fun!
ReplyDeleteYou are a great poet Sandy. You say so much with so few words. A person doesn't have to wade through useless words to understand.
ReplyDeleteThis truly is an inspiring post!I just re-read it.
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Very deep and profound thoughts Sandy. I can feel you on this one ...
ReplyDelete"I feel everything
I become nothing"
Love the quote by Nadine, as I agree totally.
good morning Sandy;
ReplyDelete'yeah, that's what we are...'
And i am with Nadine, to express ourselves through our talent for writing!
:)
Sandy,
ReplyDeleteI feel that it is only in the wilderness that a writer can truely find the awsome ability to write while learning.
Much food for thought here.
I like that thought-the writer tries to make sense of life. Wonderful!
ReplyDeleteLOVE this, Sandy!
ReplyDeleteAloha, Sister
Comfort Spiral
reminds me of running in a dream where the surrounding is so sparse and ethereal.
ReplyDeleteI so appreciated your words as well as the Gordimer quote about trying to make sense of life... and your I feel everything
ReplyDeleteI become nothing. Lovely truths.
It is amazing where the words and thoughts can take us, especially if we let go and use or own creative imagination. It is limitless. So nicely done.
ReplyDeleteI feel everything
ReplyDeleteI become nothing
In the space between
This breath and this breath
And this
There are no words
There is no need.
Loved loved these lines. Very meaningful; very deep. Well done Sandy. :)
Loved the thought of "every wild sound becomes my voice, every graceful sway of every branch and leaf is me"....then being that between the breath spaces...wonderful.
ReplyDeleteLovely...
ReplyDeleteSo true...in that space between is all potentiality.
ReplyDeleteLove this, Sandy--thank you.
The "not quite saying" and "tall grass of feeling" were my favorite parts... that's the two best things to draw out of any poem. Awesome! :)
ReplyDeleteSo deep and so true.
ReplyDeleteEvery wild sound becomes my voice
ReplyDeleteEvery graceful sway of every branch and leaf
Is me
what a lovely poem
very good to read ..
many thanks ..
This moved me into the sublime territory of shadow and earth... I appreciate your ability to tap so deeply into our souls and somehow expose them while leaving them untouched, pure and lying in wait.
ReplyDeleteSandy that was lovely..
ReplyDeletei very much enjoyed the quote...fascinating..
"Just the right word
ReplyDeleteMinus a little"
How many times have I groped for these very words?
I think each time I tried to describe their author.
Love how you described the process. Great images.
ReplyDeleteAh, this is wonderfully creative and remarkable in thought.
ReplyDeleteI was with you all the way, Sandy. This is another one of your nice adventures, here in the study of your great contemporaries.
ReplyDeleteOne thing, I found your 'little' that you minussed. ("Just the right word Minus a little") You left out the part where you put your clothes back on.
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Oh Sandy, while I came up dry, you are ever so creative and lovely.
ReplyDeletelove, Melanie
your words hold so much feeling, that I felt them....
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ReplyDeleteSo much is said here...and less is more, isn't it? Happy Thanksgiving to you and your family- enjoy your long weekend!
ReplyDeleteA balance of light and shadow. Enough empty space to wander. A spare well wrought poem an invition. You do this so well.
ReplyDeleteThanks for being here.