Poems and Other Writings
This page is dedicated to "singing" the landscapes of our inner ecology and earth to life. Each month, together we'll explore a new poem or piece of writing. We'll see how language that focuses on the particulars of the outer wilderness, can return us to the truth of our inner wilderness.Please feel free to ponder the questions elicited by the poem below. Memorize a stanza or two. Write a poem of your own. And, if you like, please email me with your own observations, poetry, and thoughts. I'd love to hear from you.
July 2008
I love the dark hours of my being,
my mind deepens into them.
There I can find, as in old letters,
the days of my life, already lived,
and held like a legend, and understood.
Then the knowing comes; I can open
to another life that's wide and timeless.
So I am sometimes like a tree
rustling over a gravesite
and making real the dream
of the one its living roots
embrace.
among sorrows and songs.
© Rainer Maria Rilke
- How do you access the dark hours of your being? What do you discover there?
- What do you understand by the other life that is wide and timeless? How does it compare to the life you are living right now?
- Write a piece beginning with the words, "I am making real the dream..."
- Write a piece that lists all the things that keep you from the dream.
Previous poems:
May 2008
April 2008
March 2008
February 2008
January 2008
December 2007
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