Feeds:
Posts
Comments

Archive for August, 2011

“After a Long Insomniac Night”

– Edward Hirsch

I walked down to the sea in the early morning

after a long insomniac night.

I climbed over the giant gull-colored rocks

and moved past the trees,

tall dancers stretching their limbs

and warming up in the blue light.

I entered the salty water, a penitent

whose body was stained,

and swam toward a red star rising

in the east — regal, purple-robed.

One shore disappeared behind me

and another beckoned.

I confess

that I forgot the person I had been

as easily as the clouds drifting overhead.

My hands parted the water.

The wind pressed at my back, wings

and my soul floated over the whitecapped waves.

Advertisements

Read Full Post »

In Bloom

“And then the day came when the risk to remain tight in a bud was more painful than the risk to bloom.”

– Anaïs Nin

Read Full Post »

%d bloggers like this: