30.12.11

Note tied to the blogknob...















"Letters swallow themselves in seconds.
Notes friends tied to the doorknob,
transparent scarlet paper,
sizzle like moth wings,
marry the air.

So much of any year is flammable,
lists of vegetables, partial poems.
Orange swirling flame of days,
so little is a stone.

Where there was something and suddenly isn’t,
an absence shouts, celebrates, leaves a space.
I begin again with the smallest numbers.

Quick dance, shuffle of losses and leaves,
only the things I didn’t do
crackle after the blazing dies."

(Naomi Shihab Nye: Burning the Old Year)

Kommentare:

deanna7trees hat gesagt…

and the best back to you. always enjoy visiting here.

Tammie hat gesagt…

such a wonderful poem
it drew me in to consider and to feel it's truth.

your stitched note is well received.

lovely New Year and beyond to you~

jude hat gesagt…

happy new year

kaiteM hat gesagt…

so true
may you have a peaceful and quiet 2012

realm of inspiration hat gesagt…

Cheers to you in 2012.
always visiting. always admiring.
sincerely,
the long hair girl

Deb G hat gesagt…

Happy New Year! You've reminded me I need to read more poetry by Naomi Shihab Nye.

Deborah hat gesagt…

Happy New Year to you!

Els hat gesagt…

Lovely poem ... and a happy new year to you H !

grrl + dog hat gesagt…

Nice to know my blog has a knob..

wishing you creative flow for the next 366 days.

handstories hat gesagt…

"so little is stone"
those stones are precious.
thank you for this poem & this place.

ger hat gesagt…

Thanks for reading my blogknob note - and all best to you...