in the still of winter,
trees stand tall and silent.
you can sense the life in them
scratched against the thin blue winter sky
that fills with cloud,
empties
and fills again.
weak branches break off.
ice coats every twig.
frost cracks the trunk.
and still they stand.
still.
some trees
these are amazing: each
joining a neighbor, as though speech
were a still performance.
arranging by chance
to meet as far this morning
from the world as agreeing
with it, you and i
are suddenly what the trees try
to tell us we are:
that their merely being there
means something; that soon
we may touch, love, explain.
and glad not to have invented
such comeliness, we are surrounded:
a silence already filled with noises,
a canvas on which emerges
a chorus of smiles, a winter morning.
placed in a puzzling light, and moving,
our days put on such reticence
these accents seem their own defense.
23 comments:
Lovely poem Steven, but even better are those stunning photos. They are so beautiful. I wish I could just fly over and experience that soft deep quiet beauty for a little while.
Great juxtaposition of word and image, Steven. Your first and last photos are particularly evocative and atmospheric!
joanna - this has been a fairly "easy" winter so far for the eastern woodlands people. very little snow compared to other years. cold as a cat's curse but tolerable. quiet. yes there's been lots of soft quiet times. have a lovely mexican day. steven
thankyou very much coastcard!!!! have a lovely day. steven
another perfect pairing, steven.
Beautiful! You've done it again!
Oh, and those photos! I LOVE THEM!
For me, I see a pattern lately with your photos. My eye scrolls down them...I love them all...but the last photo seems to always take my breath away.
This line kills me:
...you and I are
suddenly what the trees try
to tell us we are:
that their merely being there
means something...
Thank you, Steven!
Like Jenny I was struck by that same line and by that wonderful last photo.
Well done Steven.
There's a lot of beauty in the stark simplicity of your photographs, Steven. Your trees are the sentinels of spring, standing watch over a silent world.
A glimpse of the past. Neat photos.
Really lovely as always. Are you ever anything but serene?
I don't know why it is that we are all so fascinated by winter landscapes and trees and skies. There is something primordial about their spare beauty when compared with the blowsiness of summer.
I cannot get enough.
thankyou bonnie!!!! steven
hi jenny stevning! all but one of these photographs were taken from a car. i love the softening that takes place when the images blur past. especially in a winter landscape where the contrasts are sometimes so sharp. i love that poem also!!!! "merely being there means something . . . " indeed! steven
awww thanks barry!!! have a peaceful evening. steven
hello golden west, today was a milder day - minus eight as compared to the minus teens or twenties and i started thinking about spring. it's months away but there's no harm in thinking!!!!! have a lovely evening. steven
hey thanks abe. steven
ellen that's one of the best questions asked here in some time. a really burning question. tell you what. i'll answer that as a post in its own right this weekend o.k.!!! have a lovely evening. steven
friko - it demands a sensitivity and a patience of the observer that's just not as necessary in the summer. i like that challenge and also the rewards!!! have a lovely evening. steven
A beautiful post steven. I love the bare winter branches too and the stillness of the freshly fallen snow. I would hate to live without seasons. I wrote a poem about an oak tree - I must find it.
hello bt!!! i'm glad you appreciate the starkness. as i mentioned in another comment, the pictures were taken at speed giving them the softer appearance. have a lovely evening. steven
Ah Winter. Even from here in the Australian heat, I can feel the cold through your photos. Stunning images of trees frost covered and bowed. Thank you
hello elisabeth - it's a good thing you're able to feel the cold of these images. you likely need a little cool off as i imagine the temps. over there are in the thirties by now?! thankyou for your kind comment. steven
these are lovely trees, the skeleton branches against the muted skies make a lovely combination...
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