Saturday, August 20, 2011

Between Being and Becoming

Desire marks each of us so differently

no matter how long, how fiercely we love.

Between being and becoming, we fail

so often, and in such ordinary ways.

See how the sliding days silt in,

taking our other hundred lives with the water -

     each one waiting, having borne us this far,

becoming finned and whole, swimming off.

Silence completes us, simple as those few notes
that answer the dark on a summer night and fall still.

Source text for Cento: selected last lines from Jane Hirshfield's Of Gravity & Angels

Thursday, August 18, 2011

Lush Valley

Cactus spread red-purple blooms,

improbable flowers.

Water rushing, leaves unfolding -

gratitude opened today in the heat.

Cento Source text: Lush by Sandra Vallie