The Matron hopes that the next year has a lot of this in it!
The Five-Day Rain
by Denise Levertov
The washing hanging from the lemon tree
in the rain
and the grass long and coarse.
Sequence broken, tension
of sunlight broken.
So light a rain
fine shreds
pending above the rigid leaves.
Wear scarlet! Tear the green lemons
off the tree! I don't want
to forget who I am, what has burned in me
and hang limp and clean, an empty dress ---
The Matron so loves the images, the suspension, the lust for lemons so urgent that one must reach while they are still green, not ready. No waiting!
Here's the next year we've been given. Blaze and shine.
Blaze and shine . . . it does have quite a ring to it.
ReplyDeleteThank. I need a little blaze and shine right about now!
ReplyDeleteNo empty dresses, no regrets - here's to a new year and to the promise it brings!
ReplyDeleteI am more of a steady glow kind of person, but a few moments of blaze and shine sound like fun!
ReplyDeletei love the pic in header, it looks a lot like my home state, however i'm not in minnesota, i'm in michigan...we get the snow and ice here too...it's called LAKE EFFECT..i tell you, little kids just learning to talk learn those words before other things!
ReplyDelete*Shine in 2009* was the catch phrase for our cards this year :)
ReplyDeleteLovely, lovely poem. I couldn't help thinking of my little miss, who just yesterday I was imploring to leave the lemons on the tree until they get yellow :D
Happy, Happier, Happiest New Year Matron and family.
I love the images. That's what makes a poem connect for me.
ReplyDeleteIf you have time, I've tagged you. It'll be up on Friday, 1/2.
Tagged! Oh my. The Matron laggeth and stumbles, already. She'll give it the old college try :-)
ReplyDeleteThat is absolutely lovely.
ReplyDeleteAnd let's hope that 2009 will be, as well. Cheers, Matron!
I love Denise Levertov!
ReplyDeleteAwesome poem!
That last paragraph spoke to me! I may have to print it out and put it over my desk.
ReplyDeleteHappy New Year, Matron!
Ooh. I love this. I'm going to hang it on my mirror as a reminder.
ReplyDeleteI dunno, you know how poetry goes. She could well be alluding to her lust for an underage boy. :P
ReplyDeleteI love this sentiment. Thanks.
ReplyDeleteNo empty dresses, no regrets... I love this! Thanks for sharing. Happy New Year!
ReplyDeleteBring it on, Ms.M:>)
ReplyDeleteBlazin' and shinin' here. 2009 promises to be a gazillion times better than the fat lemon that was 2008.
ReplyDeleteHappy new year!
KJ
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