theDespot

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Oct 6, 2009

Love & Some Verses, 10.6.9

But how did you come burning down like a
wild needle, knowing
just where my heart was?

There are night birds, in the garden below us, singing.
Oh, listen!
For a moment I thought it was
our own bodies.

- Mary Oliver, 4 & 5 from West Wind

I've always loved this lonesome hill
And this hedge that hides
The entire horizon, almost, from sight.
But sitting here in a daydream, I picture
The boundless spaces away out there, silences
Deeper than human silence, an unfathomable …

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theDespot, Oct 20, 2009:

that is a temptation no one should ever deny.

mshedden, Oct 19, 2009:

Thanks, I am packing to move right now but I kept it out to give it a shot. But I maybe tempted to reread Gilead again first.

theDespot, Oct 17, 2009:

i'd say move it right up there. it's a very different read, and not nearly so religious. still examines some of her tried and true themes-- (dissolution of) family, home, transience. it's haunting and gorgeous. i actually read housekeeping first and was subsequently overwhelmed by the bucolic transcendence of gilead and home.

mshedden, Oct 16, 2009:

Thanks for the comment on Robinson quote. How far should I move Housekeeping up my reading list? It's the only piece by her I haven't read.