Poetry
Playing with words~
Poetry
Playing with words~
To Whyte, a pathless path is a paradox: “we cannot even see it is there, and we do not recognize it.”1 To
Human beings are always, and always will be, a frontier between what is known and what is not known. The act of turning any part of the unknown into the known is simply an invitation for an equal measure of the unknown to flow in and re-establish that frontier: to reassert the far inward, as yet unknown horizon of an individual life; to make us
... See moreRead poetry every day of your life. Poetry is good because it flexes muscles you don’t use often enough.
One by Mary Oliver The mosquito is so small it takes almost nothing to ruin it. Each leaf, the same. And the black ant, hurrying. So many lives, so many fortunes! Every morning, I walk softly and with forward glances down to the ponds and through the pinewoods. Mushrooms, even, have but a brief hour before the slug creeps to the feast, before the
... See more“The key seems to be to find a restful yet attention presence in the midst of our work, to open up a spaciousness even in the center of our responsibility.”
— David Whyte, Crossing the Unknown Sea
It was said by Japan’s most famous poet, Basho, that “a poem that suggests 70–80 percent of its subject may be good, but a poem that only suggests 50–60 percent of the subject will always retain its intrigue.”
Poetry is the art of overhearing ourselves say things from which it is impossible to retreat. A true line acts like a lightning rod in a storm.