Saturday, January 9, 2016

Saturday Morning Poetry




On the Nature of Understanding

Say you hoped to
tame something
wild and stayed
calm and inched up
day by day. Or even
not tame it but
meet it half way.
Things went along.
You made progress,
understanding
it would be a
lengthy process,
sensing changes
in your hair and
nails. So it's
strange when it
attacks: you thought
you had a deal.

Kay Ryan, from Erratic Facts
at

11 comments:

  1. Ms. MoonJanuary 9, 2016 at 9:23 AM

    This sounds like my life.
    Beautiful, beautiful picture.

    ReplyDelete
  2. Denise Emanuel ClemenJanuary 9, 2016 at 10:09 AM

    That's just how it is, isn't it?
    And my god, what a beautiful photo of beautiful Sophie.

    ReplyDelete
  3. karioJanuary 9, 2016 at 10:39 AM

    I hate it when I think we had a deal...

    Thanks for this.

    ReplyDelete
  4. ClaireJanuary 9, 2016 at 11:08 AM

    Wow. That's a killer piece of poetry.

    ReplyDelete
  5. AJanuary 9, 2016 at 1:35 PM

    Good one.

    ReplyDelete
  6. Marylinn KellyJanuary 9, 2016 at 2:27 PM

    Oh. Some days I can't bear to be reminded of this. This must be one of them. xo

    ReplyDelete
  7. Maggie MayJanuary 9, 2016 at 3:08 PM

    Strong truth.

    ReplyDelete
  8. TaraJanuary 9, 2016 at 3:56 PM

    yes. how many times must we experience this? expertly described - that kick in the gut.

    ReplyDelete
  9. JoanneJanuary 9, 2016 at 4:04 PM

    A perfect poem and a kiss to Sophie.

    ReplyDelete
  10. 37paddingtonJanuary 10, 2016 at 9:02 AM

    Haunting poem. But what a cosy nest you have made for Sophie.

    ReplyDelete
  11. Allison Ray BenavidesJanuary 10, 2016 at 10:29 AM

    Get out of my head Elizabeth.

    ReplyDelete