tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5100640878581081403.post7750954212158943944..comments2023-12-16T23:54:45.620+13:00Comments on . . . All Finite Things Reveal Infinitude . . . : Tuesday Poem - JadeClaire Beynonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00005365677016923903noreply@blogger.comBlogger14125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5100640878581081403.post-18846367944936750542010-06-18T15:16:10.951+12:002010-06-18T15:16:10.951+12:00Oh Susan, I agree. I agree. We're on the same ...Oh Susan, I agree. I agree. We're on the same page... A 'spill'? The term is utterly incongruous. Why, it's a haemorrhage, a slough, a bleed so torrential that no amount of bandages and plasters can put a stop to it. The earth is weeping, protesting, announcing its distress in no uncertain terms. <br />What can we possibly do to apologize or make it better?<br /><br />As John suggests ... the small unassuming gesture is where healing starts? <br /><br />Warmly<br />ClaireClaire Beynonhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/00005365677016923903noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5100640878581081403.post-62884915764913384812010-06-18T15:09:31.074+12:002010-06-18T15:09:31.074+12:00Dear Melissa - battling with our demons can be ver...Dear Melissa - battling with our demons can be very good indeed. Tough but sometimes absolutely necessary? <br /><br />Thank you for this very welcome message and for your way of acknowledging the place these processes have in the bigger scheme of things. L, C xClaire Beynonhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/00005365677016923903noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5100640878581081403.post-67245515782438155132010-06-18T15:05:57.306+12:002010-06-18T15:05:57.306+12:00Hi Pen - the body in kelp; kelp as the body. A poe...Hi Pen - the body in kelp; kelp as the body. A poem whichever way you look at it? Thank you. xxClaire Beynonhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/00005365677016923903noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5100640878581081403.post-65813007429252494192010-06-18T15:00:11.193+12:002010-06-18T15:00:11.193+12:00Hi Mary - thanks, thanks.
I wonder, would you be...Hi Mary - thanks, thanks. <br /><br />I wonder, would you be able to suggest a response to 'kia kaha" that carries a similar timbre? I would love to be able to return the greeting, offer a blessing - back to you. <br /><br />All is well, even when it doesn't necessarily feel entirely straightforward... <br /><br />Namaste. L, C xClaire Beynonhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/00005365677016923903noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5100640878581081403.post-44991011178500720612010-06-18T14:55:17.250+12:002010-06-18T14:55:17.250+12:00I appreciate your finely-tuned ear, Mim, your capa...I appreciate your finely-tuned ear, Mim, your capacity for deep listening. Thank you - L, C xClaire Beynonhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/00005365677016923903noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5100640878581081403.post-86482698272374000362010-06-18T14:38:12.332+12:002010-06-18T14:38:12.332+12:00Dear Kay
You know the stone; the way it both hold...Dear Kay<br /><br />You know the stone; the way it both holds light and emits it. It's somehow hard and soft at the same time; penetrable and impenetrable. <br /><br />Thank you for your good wishes. L, C xClaire Beynonhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/00005365677016923903noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5100640878581081403.post-69231283291424912322010-06-18T14:35:40.077+12:002010-06-18T14:35:40.077+12:00Dear John
Wise words, thank you... 'I hope......Dear John <br />Wise words, thank you... 'I hope... that the beauty won't repel the beast.' I hope not too. Both would stand to benefit if they could befriend each other. <br /><br />Kavanagh and Roethke are masterful, synthesizers both of them (and surely well-acquainted with both Beauty and Beast?)<br /><br />And yes, I agree with you about the small, unassuming gesture... every ONE helps. EVERYone helps. <br />L, CClaire Beynonhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/00005365677016923903noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5100640878581081403.post-70136677417774850222010-06-16T04:14:16.528+12:002010-06-16T04:14:16.528+12:00oh, i loved this claire...felt every word.
in re...oh, i loved this claire...felt every word. <br /><br />in relation to the Gulf, the comment i read recently that struck my heart--and my passion for language--is that the word "spill" to describe what has happened is the most surreal, most inadequate expression...<br />as tho it were a splatter from a cup of coffee.susan t. landryhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/12454487318141469849noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5100640878581081403.post-51177026159184843622010-06-16T01:06:36.638+12:002010-06-16T01:06:36.638+12:00I love the trembling lip...
and wish you a good ba...I love the trembling lip...<br />and wish you a good battle with the demons...thanksmelissashookhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/02398008713376655570noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5100640878581081403.post-32809648177637489092010-06-15T20:04:08.560+12:002010-06-15T20:04:08.560+12:00I'm agreeing with the others and seeing, also,...I'm agreeing with the others and seeing, also, in the kelp, torso and arms, bones and hair — poems, too. Good you're back, brave one.Penhttp://www.penelopetodd.co.nznoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5100640878581081403.post-43506417669565459492010-06-15T13:06:44.945+12:002010-06-15T13:06:44.945+12:00Courage Claire. Lovely to see you posting here and...Courage Claire. Lovely to see you posting here and such a powerful poem, too. The power the pounamu holds eh? You've said this to me before, but the prose that comes after your poem has the bones of a poem there. Lovely writing. Kia kaha. XMary McCallumhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/07482261103185786111noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5100640878581081403.post-6618634735751700102010-06-15T12:10:16.905+12:002010-06-15T12:10:16.905+12:00It cracks
the kitchen floor
stains the concrete
te...It cracks<br />the kitchen floor<br />stains the concrete<br />terre-verte.<br /><br />The sounds! I hear them.<br /><br />Take care of yourself, dear Claire.Mimhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/13039776441665375475noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5100640878581081403.post-37670802800028709132010-06-15T10:34:08.015+12:002010-06-15T10:34:08.015+12:00This poem weeps and rages and contains - a little ...This poem weeps and rages and contains - a little like the light held in a piece of pounamu. Go well ... take care ...Kay Cookehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/01791873464409271216noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5100640878581081403.post-26382722900405540262010-06-15T02:57:35.301+12:002010-06-15T02:57:35.301+12:00A lovely lyric, Claire,
I hope you're well an...A lovely lyric, Claire,<br /><br />I hope you're well and that the beauty won't repel the beast.<br /><br />Your epigram from Roethke says it all. My Kavanagh has something similar: "Love's doorway to life is the same doorway everywhere ..."<br />The small, unassuming gesture is the key -- a pelican smothered in oil and unable to lift a wing.LentenStuffehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/03185396264367723474noreply@blogger.com