Tuesday, July 14, 2009

Another Note

Stage mother still slumbers (see yesterday)

Here's today's dip into eternity, courtesy of Joyce Sutphen, Coming Back to the Body.

Gifts

That woman, she said, could rattle a birdrght out of the sky; that man

could spell a row of corn backwards

and forwards. Their children (all ten of them)

could tell you how to add leaf ot branch

or divide the sky cloud by cloud.



They were a talented family,

a most gifted group.


And when they wanted a vacation,

they painted a wall full of mountains

and climbed the highest ones,

they carved a coastline along the sidewalk

so that they could gaze out to sea

beyond the garage’s shore.


They could sing harmony to a song

that was only, just then, being composed.


They believed in things that no one –not

even God—would have asked them to believe.

They knew how to keep stars

shining and they still do.


~*~*~


And you?

5 comments:

Anonymous said...

That's beautiful, Mary. Thank you so much for sharing.

I hope you and your family are well.

drawer queen said...

Feeling a bit inadequate here...

MJ said...

Is that family the Brady Bunch family?

Oh, we aren't playing Jeopardy? Drat. The poem still makes me want to work harder as a family! Keeping up with the poem, you know!

apathy lounge said...

Wow.

Emily said...

Oooh, that was lovely. I am off to google Joyce Sutphen.

But first, wanted to let you know that I have emailed my bio and pic. And also that my piece is already up and showing over at TWC. It looks as though that was unintentional, but I wasn't sure. Just to let you know. Thanks again.

Off to google...