The Bright Field
by R. S. Thomas
I have seen the sun break through
to illuminate a small field
for a while, and gone my way
and forgotten it. But that was the
pearl of great price, the one field that had
treasure in it. I realise now
that I Read more [...]
The Academy of American Poets defines a Found Poem as follows:
"Found poems take existing texts and refashion them, reorder them, and present them as poems. The literary equivalent of a collage, found poetry is often made from newspaper articles, street Read more [...]
THE CONTEMPLATIVE LIFE involves the discipline and willingness to let the Spirit “cleanse the doors of perception,” to use William Blake’s phrase, so that when we look we see with the eyes of our heart into the heart of whom or what we see. Or Read more [...]
~ continued from the previous two posts
"To pray is to take notice of the wonder, to regain a sense of the mystery that animates all beings, the divine margin in all attainments. Prayer is our humble answer to the inconceivable surprise of living. Read more [...]
If someone looks long enough at almost anything, looks with absolute attention at a flower, a stone, the bark of a tree, grass, snow, a cloud, something like revelation takes place.
~ May Sarton Read more [...]
Mindful
Every day
I see or hear
something
that more or less
kills me
with delight,
that leaves me
like a needle
in the haystack
of light.
It was what I was born for--
to look, to listen,
to lose myself
inside this soft world--
to instruct Read more [...]
When death comes
like the hungry bear in autumn;
when death comes and takes away the bright coins from his purse
to buy me, and snaps the purse shut;
when death comes
like the measle-pox;
when death comes
like an iceberg between the shoulder Read more [...]
It seems almost constitutionally impossible to be Irish and not be a lover of words and with one side of the family littered with Morans and Linehans, it is understandable that I am and always have been a logophile.
When my children were old enough Read more [...]