Sunday, August 15, 2010

Sunday Morning Poetry


There is this cave
in the air behind my body

that nobody is going to touch:

a cloister, a silence

closing around a blossom of fire.
When I stand upright in the wind

my bones turn to dark emeralds.
~ from The Jewel by James Wright

12 comments:

Tracy said...

These words have my knees shaking, bones tingling with familiarity of feeling... the fire within burns bright. :o) Happy Day, Relyn ((HUGS))

Marilyn said...

Words put together in beauty I would have never imagined. The images it creates are touching and spectacular.

Erin Wallace said...

This poem is so beautiful and something that I truly understand. Just beautiful.

xo Erin

Suvarna said...

gorgeous and appropriate image for this jewel.
xo

Char said...

love that verse - i so connect with it

robin bird said...

have i recently told you how very much i miss you? your laugh. your sweetness. you. simply you.
XO

Sue (Someone's Mom) said...

What powerful words and they really make you stop and think...

HKatz said...

Wow. I recognize what he's writing about in the poem (at least I have a sense of it, almost intuitive) and yet it's something that I can't put my finger on and name. It's a state; it's just something that exists. And he writes about it with searing beauty.

ELK said...

i can see the cloister ..silence

Southern Drawl said...

Beautiful *Sigh*

Gigi said...

This is one of the poems I keep in my little notebook of favorites. SO happy to see these words here. xoxo

Patti said...

This poem really resonated with me! Love it and of course, the angel pic! Beautiful day to you and your family!

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