In a field
I am the absence
of field.
This is
always the case.
Wherever I am
I am what is missing.
When I walk
I part the air
and always
the air moves in
to fill the spaces
where my body's been.
We all have reasons
for moving.
I move
to keep things whole.
--Keeping Things Whole by Mark Strand
My name is Mark Pingree, I moved to London last week. This is my blog. Welcome.
I am the absence
of field.
This is
always the case.
Wherever I am
I am what is missing.
When I walk
I part the air
and always
the air moves in
to fill the spaces
where my body's been.
We all have reasons
for moving.
I move
to keep things whole.
--Keeping Things Whole by Mark Strand
My name is Mark Pingree, I moved to London last week. This is my blog. Welcome.
4 comments:
I kind of wish I had written this poem. Congratulations on your move.
oh this is a good one.
Be well in London, and learn well. Envy not any other man.
"When, in disgrace with fortune and men's eyes,
I all alone beweep my outcast state
And trouble deaf heaven with my bootless cries
And look upon myself and curse my fate,
Wishing me like to one more rich in hope,
Featur'd like him, like him with friends possess'd,
Desiring this man's art and that man's scope,
With what I most enjoy contented least;
Yet in these thoughts myself almost despising,
Haply I think on thee, and then my state,
Like to the lark at break of day arising
From sullen earth, sings hymns at heaven's gate;
For thy sweet love remember'd such wealth brings
That then I scorn to change my state with kings. "
welcome to blog world.
i really enjoyed this poem, it actually got me thinking as to why I move so much..... which i'm still trying to figure out!
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