Archives for posts with tag: Hope

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MORNING 
by Matsuo Bashō (1644-1694)

I like to wash
the dust of this world
in the droplets of dew.

Photo: “Morning Dew” by Ashley Whitmoyer, ALL RIGHTS RESERVED

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“And so with the sunshine and the great bursts of leaves growing on the trees, just as things grow in fast movies, I had that familiar conviction that life was beginning over again with the summer.” F. Scott Fitzgerald, The Great Gatsby

Photo: “Temple of Love,” Old Westbury Gardens, Long Island, by cmykgirl, ALL RIGHTS RESERVED

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THE BIRD
by Victor Hugo

Be like the bird, who
Pausing in his flight
On limb too slight
Feels it give way beneath him
Yet sings
Knowing he has wings. 

Painting: “Flower and Bird” by Zhou XinRong, ALL RIGHTS RESERVED. Prints of the painting are available at artinroom.net.

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HOPE IS THE THING WITH FEATHERS 
by Emily Dickinson (1830-1886)

Hope is the thing with feathers 
That perches in the soul 
And sings the tune without the words 
And never stops at all 

And sweetest  in the gale is heard 
And sore must be the storm 
That could abash the little bird
That kept so many warm 

I’ve heard it in the chillest land 
And on the strangest sea 
Yet never in extremity,
It asked a crumb of me.

Photo: “Feather heart” by 123rtf
 

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MORNING HAIKU

by Matsuo Bashō (1644-1694)

I like to wash

the dust of this world

in the droplets of dew.

Photo: “Morning Dew” by Ashley Whitmoyer, ALL RIGHTS RESERVED

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END OF THE WEEK

by Ivon Prefontaine

Turn the soil

Plant the seeds

Offer precious food

Sustaining liquid

Nourish the spirit

 A soul grows,

Buoyed–

A light shines

Reveals the path

With each step taken.

Breathe

Barely audible

Life giving

End of week arrives

I wait quietly,

I pause patiently,

I till tenderly,

Turn the soil

Plant the seeds

Take care.

“End of the Week” and other poetry by Ivon Prefontaine will appear in the Silver Birch Press Green Anthology — a collection of poetry and prose by authors living in the U.S., U.K., Canada, Europe, and Africa — available by March 15, 2013.

Visit Ivon Prefontaine at his blog, Teacher as Transformer here.

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If I keep a green bough in my heart, then the singing bird will come.”

CHINESE PROVERB

Painting: Vintage Chinese silk painting for sale on Etsy.

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“And now let us believe in a long year that is given to us, new, untouched, full of things that have never been.” RAINER MARIA RILKE

Photo: Ben Hur

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Hope is the Thing with Feathers (excerpt)

by Emily Dickinson

Hope is the thing with feathers
That perches in the soul,
And sings the tune without the words ,
And never stops at all…
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AND FOR A DIFFERENT VIEWPOINT:
“How wrong Emily Dickinson was! Hope is not ‘the thing with feathers.’ The thing with feathers has turned out to be my nephew. I must take him to a specialist in Zurich.” From Without Feathers by WOODY ALLEN
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Illustration: Graphic by Silver Birch based on a photo by Avenue