Thursday, November 09, 2006

POETRY SNAPSHOT

This is where I am right now...



Listen
by Linda Lancione Moyer

Standing in the garden,
left hand laden
with ripe strawberries.
The sun beams off the glassy
backs of flies.
Three birds in the birch tree
They must have been there
all year
My mother, my grandmother,
stood like this
in their gardens...
This year I have planted my feet
on this ground
and am practicing
growing up out of my legs
like a tree.



So, tell me...where are you?
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20 Comments:

Blogger Amber said...

"My mother, my grandmother,
stood like this
in their gardens...
This year I have planted my feet
on this ground
and am practicing
growing up out of my legs
like a tree"
--

Wow. I love it. "My mother, my grandmother, stood like this..."

I am in okay space right now. I feel like the emotional upheaval of the summer has finally worn off... a little calm.

love to you
:)

11:57 AM  
Anonymous acumamakiki said...

i'm journeying towards something, but more peaceful about it. i love the photo

12:28 PM  
Blogger ren.kat said...

is this yours? (sorry, your name isn't in your bio) What a great poem. Period.

2:32 PM  
Blogger la vie en rose said...

what a fabulous poem!!! wow!!! i needed that today!

2:40 PM  
Blogger b/sistersshoes said...

MMmmmm this was lovely
loved your photo :)

Where am I?...I'm in the wind, moving all the leaves around, playing :)

xxxxx darlene

3:05 PM  
Blogger Kim G. said...

Crawling out from under the garden hedge! :) Ready to again experience some peace, some beauty, some stillness.

(And the strawberries - they made me long for the warmth of summer again!)

5:34 PM  
Blogger melba said...

In one of Paulo Coelho's books (I don't remember which one) he writes about becoming a tree, feeling his legs become roots. This poem made me think of him. Do you know of him?

My children make me feel like I have roots. Like I am growing to be strong and have shade for them and for me for years to come.

I posted a picture of Maggie's hand in mine today. and here is your hand posted. it feels like a beautiful synchronicity to me.

6:07 PM  
Blogger ecm said...

I really like the ending of this poem...the growing out of the legs like a tree.

8:00 PM  
Blogger deirdre said...

"This year I have planted my feet
on this ground
and am practicing
growing up out of my legs
like a tree." I feel this reaching into my soul.

11:28 PM  
Blogger Patry Francis said...

I'm standing in the garden too. This reminds me a little bit of the haibun I wrote today. xo to you left handed...

11:50 PM  
Blogger Catherine said...

Mmmm ... where am I right now? Trying to become a dream person, one who can be several things at once and still be whole.
I love the image of growing out of my legs like a tree

2:59 AM  
Blogger Endment said...

Kudos!

9:06 AM  
Blogger gerry rosser said...

I am a poetry philistine, I admit it. Who knows what factors during my formative years (are they over?) led me to my distance from poetry. I'm getting better, with therapy like you're beautifulpoem, I feel hopeful.

Thank you for sharing it.

11:09 AM  
Blogger gerry rosser said...

I am a poetry philistine, I admit it. Who knows what factors during my formative years (are they over?) led me to my distance from poetry. I'm getting better, with therapy like you're beautifulpoem, I feel hopeful.

Thank you for sharing it.

11:10 AM  
Blogger rising to the challenge said...

my physical being is so far away from my full real self right now that I'm not too sure...
but thanks for making me reflect upon it.
Vx

2:17 PM  
Blogger gerry rosser said...

Sorry about the double post. It told me it didn't post, so I did it again. Apparently, it was a lie.

3:23 PM  
Blogger Georgia said...

Wow, powerful images.

Where am I... Good question! If I were in that poem I would be laying in a hammock under the tree with my eyes closed and my face turned towards the sun.

xoxo
Georgia

7:27 PM  
Blogger b/sistersshoes said...

Hey beautiful girl...
Have a great weekend...be safe!

enjoy love,
xxx darlene

11:36 PM  
Blogger Deb R said...

Oh wow, I love this poem! Especially the ending - "This year I have planted my feet on this ground and am practicing growing up out of my legs like a tree." Did I mention "wow?"

I love the photo too - there's a sense of both contrast and connection.

12:10 AM  
Blogger Lillithmother said...

Great photo, great, great poem! The images it conjures up is wonderful...I used to meditate while shoots my "roots" into Mother Earth - the adventures I'd take with her!

Where I am...unrooted. No, it feels more like being repotted.

BTW, like your blog, I can't remember how I found it, but I'm glad I did!

Lil

9:07 PM  

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