Thursday, June 2, 2011

first dance


new red maple leaves catch the first light of day

it's as simple as that

light
colour
life

seeing

one tiny iteration
of the love that connects

16 comments:

WINDOWLAD said...

..maple trees are one of my favourites... they speak histories and sing songs of ineffable bliss when Pan blows his pipe...

Thanks for the poem.

~Kelvin

Radcliffe said...

The poem is beautiful - it really speaks volumes about a beautiful world. Thanks for this - a beautiful thought to start the day. Radders.

Reya Mellicker said...

Happy new maple leaves, Steven. Happy new moon. Happy new eclipse cycle.

Whatever it is, I hope it is happy for you!

Dave King said...

Love the poem. We have a maple outside the kitchen window. It is so many things at different times of the year, I very easily connected dwith your thoughts.

Tess Kincaid said...

love...dance...spring

Jo said...

Reading and appreciating all your work lately, but keeping mostly quiet for a few days. I'm sure you understand.

This one, despite its brevity, spoke volumes to me.

Thank you.

Ruth said...

Always the small expands. Especially here, with you.

steven said...

windowlad - they are so embedded int the visual and cultural psyche of canadians. this image was right there early one morning and it was as if the seasonal moebius strip had turned in on itself and it was autumn all over again. steven

steven said...

radcliffe - i was feeling very quiet and insular when i wrote this. i felt as if the explanation of the leaf's very existence which is so self explanatory was being cheapened by me. thanks for the kind words. steven

steven said...

reya thanks for the kind wishes. i run on seven and nine year cycles. this is my 54th journey around the sun. so a 6th cycle is concluding and a seventh is beginning. the next one carries me through the end of my public working life. it also welcomes back my creative working life. steven

Pauline said...

I've been away for a bit - your new header is exquisite! This poem is, as well. Isn't it wonderful that it can be as simple as that :)

steven said...

thanks dave. i only had a few words. as i said above, i was feeling the need to be a little quoeter. steven

steven said...

three little words tess. steven

steven said...

hi jo, i make no expectation of anyone who visits other than the hope for goodness taken with you when you leave. thanks for your kindness. steven

steven said...

ruth - i want to reach a place (among several i wish to reach as a writer) where a few words open a space much larger than themselves. steven

steven said...

pauline thankyou. the header are some shy little wild violets in the back garden. the words were there. as i took the picture at the edge of the woods. steven