“Always be a poet, even in prose.” ~ Charles Baudelaire (1821-1867), French poet
Monday, November 15, 2010
I Am the Tree
(Polynesia, the Sky by Henri Matisse, 1869-1954, French
printmaker, painter, and sculptor)
“‘Hope’ is the thing with feathers that perches in the soul,” wrote Emily Dickinson.
I AM THE TREE
I am the tree ascending.
At the topmost branch
I’ve become the bird,
starting from tip to
climb into above.
After-
ward, cloud.
Why not?
My purposes are clear.
~ Etta Blum (1908-1981), American poet, writer, and translator of Yiddish
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Emily. Feathers. Trees. Clouds. and Matisse! Make my Monday!
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