Another List and Some Tidbits

It’s nearly the end of May. I have not written a poem in more than a month — nor have I read many either. I’ve been in the thick of reading about life, the universe, and everything as expounded by Bill Bryson. Among other things.

I’ve also not knitted or made art. I take that back — I knitted a little bit of a scarf I started Christmas eve. It’s nearly done, but I’m usually so worn out from work I don’t have much eye for detail.

This week I will go up to San Francisco tomorrow to help finish a mural project and will supervise another corporate project in San Mateo on Thursday. Sometime in there I’ve got other tasks to get to, not to mention it would be good to get a workout or two in there.

My posts of late seem more like “to do” lists. Sorry about that. The poem below resonated with me, especially the last six lines.


While I stood here, in the open, lost in myself,
I must have looked a long time
Down the corn rows, beyond grass,
The small house,
White walls, animals lumbering toward the barn.
I look down now, it is all changed.
Whatever it was I lost, whatever I wept for
Was a wild, gentle thing, the small dark eyes
Loving me in secret.
It is here. At a touch of my hand,
The air fills with delicate creatures
From the other world.

–James Wright

What are the small dark eyes that love you in secret? What delicate creatures surround you?

If that’s too esoteric, then you might might bend your brain around this. Just click in the square and keep clicking in each new square as the focus shifts — requires Flash. (Thanks to Euan for the link.)

And for a good if irreverent laugh, check out this movie trailer. (Shout-out to Eden for finding that!)

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One Comment on “Another List and Some Tidbits”

  1. endment Says:

    thanks for the milkweed poem – timely and a new poet for me…