Wednesday, November 19, 2008

Words of Wisdom

A Day of Sharing Words

Beginning by James Wright

The moon drops one or two feathers into the fields.
The dark wheat listens.
Be still.
There they are, the moon's young, trying
Their wings.
Between trees, a slender woman lifts up the lovely shadow
Of her face, and now she steps into the air, now she is gone
Wholly, into the air.
I stand alone by an elder tree, I do not dare breathe
Or move.
I listen.
The wheat leans back toward its own darkness,
And I lean toward mine.

Thanks to LK Ludwig for sponsoring this Day of Words, where bloggers post a poem so that we can all spend a day meeting "new words, new poets, new poems, new ways for the heart to beat."

To see the list of other bloggers participating in this Day of Sharing Words, click here.

You can find Beginning by James Wright in Above the River: The Complete Poems.


TBM said...

Such beautiful imagery... Thank you for sharing Wrights words with us today.

Lynn Cohen said...

Lovely poem and lovely photo Seth.
I wrote all my term papers on such a machine! ;-) So much white tape or erasers too. Remember that?
Judy Wise has a great poem today too on her blog.

Anonymous said...

Beautiful, Seth...and great picture that what they call a typewriter? (Kidding...)

Anonymous said...

Your poem left me undone: "the wheat leans toward its own darkness."


So lovely! Thank you.

Leslie said...

Wonderful words Seth. Nice photo also!

rivergardenstudio said...

I love this poem and the old typewriter... I have one kind of like it I need to get out. Beautiful photograph. Roxanne

Judy said...

I got goosebumps reading this one- its dark and delightful.

Anonymous said...

I've not heard of this poet before. Thanks for sharing this poem.

Shelly said...

What a moving poem. Great choice, Seth. Fabulous photo, too.

Michele R. Unger said...

A hundred million years ago, when I was young, I used to type on a machine very similar to the one in your photo. Thank you for the trip back into memory and for sharing a new, very moving poem with me.

Chris said...

love the pauses

Thanks, Seth

Gaby Bee said...

A really gorgeous poem, Seth.
Thanks for sharing.
Love the old typwriter.

Gaby xo