In the Forest Linda Pastan The trees are lit from within like Sabbath candles before they are snuffed out. Autumn is such a Jewish season, the whole minor key of it. Hear how the wind trembles through the branches, vibrato as notes of cello music. Notice the tarnished coppers and browns, the piles of leaves … Continue reading Praying with Fringes 10/02/2105 – The trees are lit from within like Sabbath candles
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Praying with Fringes 02/18/2015 – live in leaves, branches, twigs
It Is Enough Anne Alexander Bingham To know that the atoms of my body will remain to think of them rising through the roots of a great oak to live in leaves, branches, twigs perhaps to feed the crimson peony the blue iris the broccoli or rest on water freeze and thaw with the seasons … Continue reading Praying with Fringes 02/18/2015 – live in leaves, branches, twigs
Praying with Fringes 11/02/2014 – such letting go
the lesson of the falling leaves Lucille Clifton the leaves believe such letting go is love such love is faith such faith is grace such grace is god i agree with the leaves from The Collected Poems of Lucille Clifton 1965-2010 (American Poets Continuum)
Praying with Fringes 03/06/2014 – the anarchy of mud and seed
Here in the Time Between Jack Ridl Here in the time between snow and the bud of the rhododendron, we watch the robins, look into the gray, and narrow our view to the patches of wild grasses coming green. The pile of ashes in the fireplace, haphazard sticks on the paths and gardens, leaves tangled … Continue reading Praying with Fringes 03/06/2014 – the anarchy of mud and seed
Praying with Fringes 01/06/2014 – plucking fruits like ripe tokens
In honor of the upcoming "Planting Justice in Palestine/Israel" Tu B'Shvat seder led by Tikkun Olam Chavurah. The poem references Johal, who is a trickster figure in Palestinian folk tales. My Father and the Fig Tree Naomi Shihab Nye For other fruits, my father was indifferent. He'd point at the cherry trees and say, "See … Continue reading Praying with Fringes 01/06/2014 – plucking fruits like ripe tokens
Praying with Fringes 01/05/2014 – and I open my arms
Under the Walnut Tree Lynn Martin When I face what has left my life, I bow. I walk outside into the cold, rain nesting in my hair. All the houses near me have their lights on. Somewhere, there is a deep listening. I stand … Continue reading Praying with Fringes 01/05/2014 – and I open my arms
Praying with Fringes 12/02/2013 – You must have shadow and light source both
The Trees of Awe Rumi How does part of the world leave the world? How can wetness leave water? Don’t try to put out a fire by throwing on more fire. Don’t wash a wound with blood. No matter how fast you run, your shadow more than keeps up. Sometimes it’s in front. Only full, … Continue reading Praying with Fringes 12/02/2013 – You must have shadow and light source both
Praying with Fringes 11/28/2013 – such grace is god
the lesson of the falling leaves Lucille Clifton the leaves believe such letting go is love such love is faith such faith is grace such grace is god i agree with the leaves from The Collected Poems of Lucille Clifton 1965-2010 BOA Editions Ltd. (August 28, 2012)
Praying with Fringes 11/26/2013 – Have you ever noticed a tree
Have you ever noticed a tree standing naked against the sky, How beautiful it is? All its branches are outlined, and in its nakedness There is a poem, there is a song. Every leaf is gone and it is waiting for the spring. When the spring comes, it again fills the tree with The music … Continue reading Praying with Fringes 11/26/2013 – Have you ever noticed a tree
Praying with Fringes 11/20/2013 – Sabbath 1979 I
Sabbath 1979 I Wendell Berry I go among trees and sit still. All my stirring becomes quiet around me like circles on water. My tasks lie in their places where I left them, asleep like cattle. Then what is afraid of me comes and lives a while in my sight. What it fears in me … Continue reading Praying with Fringes 11/20/2013 – Sabbath 1979 I