Sunday, May 6, 2012

more Nothing


A hesitant quiver of wilderness
circles the open window where
an inexorable blue
spends its sky.
Speak the word
your half-wild coyote soul
is unlocking,
in its faltering vein of dream.
More Nothing is loose in you
than you can hope
to follow.

I put together this found poem Friday evening using William Stafford's wonderful collection of poems The Way It Is. 
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6 comments:

  1. Geo.May 6, 2012 at 6:21 PM

    "More Nothing is loose in you
    than you can hope
    to follow."

    Oh my. Now there's a line that won't wear off. Beautiful.

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  2. LauraMay 6, 2012 at 6:40 PM

    and it is true, too. Thank you.

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  3. sageMay 7, 2012 at 9:11 PM

    The words and photo go well together, Laura.

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  4. LauraMay 8, 2012 at 5:47 PM

    Thank you very much.

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  5. StratozMay 11, 2012 at 6:04 PM

    How wonderful that this emerged from Stafford's work. Thanks for seeking out the poem and sharing it.

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  6. LauraMay 11, 2012 at 8:14 PM

    Thank you!

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I live at the edge of the forest in a little town in the north Georgia mountains. I teach sixth grade Language Arts and am writing a memoir of sorts about family, spirituality, and narrative. I am also exploring a possible writing project having to do with contemporary lay contemplative experience and how it might be informed by the Desert Fathers and Mothers of early Christianity. I am a relatively recent convert to Roman Catholicism and an admirer of Pope Francis, Leonardo Boff, Joan Chittister, and Richard Rohr. I'm a Lay Associate of Our Lady of the Holy Spirit Monastery in Conyers, Georgia. I am interested in indigenous cultures, narratives, and spirituality, especially how these can inform my spirituality as a lay contemplative. I write, read, take pictures, play around with creating ephemera from paper and cloth and other organic things. I cook, hike, watch wildlife, and collect random bits of interesting oddness, both tangible and abstract. I am a seer of smallness and a caretaker of ridiculous minutiae. If you want, e-mail me at riverrun67@gmail.com or lksorrells@hotmail.com.