Saturday, December 25, 2010

Sibling molds



 Overnight, in France







What comes forth without making a sound

Pleases some part of us, rain at dawn
The perspiculum worm curling and uncurling

Pleases us, and the ice melt
Running blue from the glacier's tongue.





The peony - rose and pink - opens in the dawn

And only the moon sailing alone sees it.









Ivan Terestchenko
Photography and sculpture

Robert Bly
Hidden Things
Estero, A West Marin Quarterly
 Vol I, Nr 2, Fall/Winter, 1992
Point Reyes Station, California


2 comments:

  1. if we can but glimpse the moon that alone sees the peony we are pleased- I think.

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  2. Oh, infallibly; and proper to be reminded. But the moon is so hardworking in its survey, so restless in its rounds, that one is only too glad sometimes to share in its discoveries - yes?

    They say there will be another year, by the way. If that's true, happy wishes to you, LA.

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