Bare Oaks
This morning the bare oaks explain what they’ve woven Like old men who speak with their hands. ~ [ 2120 ]
Tag Archive for ‘Whispers’
First Breath
Obsessive description of one’s experience A child’s first breath, unrecorded, unremembered Silence isn’t silence, only Silence is ~ [ 2119 ]
Wisteria
Night blooms — and something else you said. It moves — through my life, yes, and in my head. ~ [ 2118 ]
Walks and Whispers
Far to go, little to say — and the going, and the saying, are one. * Note: This might or might not be the first entry of a new section. We shall see. I’ve also enabled comments; that decision, too, remains up in the air. Then again, aren’t we all? ~ [ 2111 ]
Mission
The text ends here, gives way to a whisper. The congregation dies in a song. The sermon is an old man planting flowers. The earth and the sky hum along. ~ [ 2098 ]
Not Even Sparrow
Childish notes — some things never change. And some things, are not things, at all. Summer in the vineyard, a small boy sitting under a vine, hidden by all the other vines. Thinking of it still, of the stillness, still that still, nigh sixty-eight years old, in full. One breath in all — one moment, one grand revelation, one sensation, of being. Alive, blue jeans to the ground, the same […]
Concord
Concord — harmony; a grape; a town; Emerson; Thoreau; all that’s forgotten, but not unknown. * Negativity: the great pandemic. Yet the cure is instantaneous, and starts with yourself. * How strange, being a member of a species smart enough to kill itself. And here is our mother, gently whispering over us, Live, and we think her voice is only the sound of the waves, the wind in the trees. […]
Whispers Autumn
Now / again / when it’s too late, begin / especially then / old friend. November 24, 2021 . [ 1300 ]
William Michaelian 