Tuesday, March 22, 2011

to come alive to such feelings again

Words, Wide Night 
         -by Carol Ann Duffy

Somewhere on the other side of this wide night
and the distance between us, I am thinking of you.
The room is turning slowly away from the moon.

This is pleasurable. Or shall I cross that out and say
it is sad? In one of the tenses I singing
an impossible song of desire that you cannot hear.

La lala la. See? I close my eyes and imagine the dark hills I would have to cross
to reach you. For I am in love with you

and this is what it is like or what it is like in words.

There are some tempting writing prompts out there this week but nothing is coming to me. Lately, I am in a mood- and feel the need- to read poetry by the great ones. I selected this poem not because it describes me personally at this time (although it describes me at times in my past) but because it seemed to fit this photo I took of the full moon on Saturday night. The lighted window is in my small office off the kitchen.

The mystical moon energized an owl and its hoot connected me to an essence within me that is more moon than woman. I am glad for winter's end to come alive to such feelings again.



mythopolis said...

The moon energized the owl. The owl energized you. And now you energize me. Today, I'll pay it forward.

Phivos Nicolaides said...

So powerful and inspiring words.

manuela said...

an essence in me that is more moon than woman - how beautiful!! and sometimes, true, which is more than beautiful.

thank you for this.

Darlene said...

One of the unpleasant things about growing ole is losing romance or the desire for it.

Once the moon inspired those feelings in the poem, but no more.

susan said...

It was too cloudy here to see the full moon. I'm glad I was able to find it here.

ds said...

Gorgeous shot of that moon (and your window). Beautiful poem. "An essence more moon than woman." Yes it feels that way. Often.

Lydia said...

mythopolis~ I thought about your comment on Tuesday afternoon when I was outside with the dogs and I heard the owl again! This must be an active, nest-building time for it to be vocal in the daylight.

Phivos~ It is a powerful poem and I am always inspired by your comments.

manuela~ I feel UNbelievably honored by your comment! Thanks so much.
(see my pun in reply to ds...)

Darlene~ Your comments made me somewhat sad but then I thought about the natural cycles of life and came to the determination that there is beauty in the stillness that follows the passion. (Besides, there is poetry in the way your typo changed "old" to ole'! There is a lot of ole' in you!)

susan~ Oh, don't take this image as representative of that Super Moon this month. Check out images from around the world (if you have not already done so) and be dazzled. I was amazed by one shot I saw taken of a couple standing on the ice in Ontario with that huge moonrise...wish I'd bookmarked it to send to you, darnit.

ds~ I am glad you liked it. That is the window where I am writing to you now! I can't help myself: do you think it is hormoons that create the essence? ....I know, I know, it is just an awful pun!



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