Thursday, December 10, 2015

Number 27




Welcome, new friend!
You have come to the right place--
you are one of us.

©Mary Lee Hahn 2015











9 comments:

  1. #27 is so blessed to have arrived in your room, where he/she will be welcomed and cared for. I love all the flags! What a community.

    My post came from a tweet by Carol Varsalona yesterday.

    "Past Affects Present"
    people tell me
    my boys' brokenness
    will one day
    be a source of strength
    sea glass rubbed smooth
    right now
    i only see sharp edges

    (c) Carol Wilcox, 2015

    or maybe a real haiku (which is what we are supposed to be writing

    "Past affects present"
    my boys' brokenness
    one day a source of great strength
    now only sharp edges

    (C) Carol Wilcox, 2015

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    1. I sure hope the "sea glass rubbed smooth" comes true. I get how hard it is to see beyond the sharp edges.

      Hugs.

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    2. Mary Lee. I agree with Carol W. How fortunate to have washed up on your shore. Love the flags. A visible sign of your community and its caring.

      Carol W. What a beautiful way to think through the day, these poems of yours! I love them both, but the journey from brokenness, to a wonder about strength, to the sea glass image, and then the edges is heartbreaking, but lovely in its truth. Thank you.

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    3. For the time to reflect upon life and how we all see it, I thank all of you but especially Mary Lee for bringing a small measure of peaceful white space to each day I have spent with all of you. I write about the gift of peace today at http://beyondliteracylink.blogspot.com/2015/12/gift-of-peace.html. It is something I have been wishing for since I blew out the candle on my birthday cake during the Thanksgiving holidays. Mary Lee, your invitation into your learning space provides a sense of peaceful community. Carol, the sharp edges that you see right now are pebbles on the sand. I wish you and your son days of smooth travel through the ocean's rushing waters. Steve, your sense of humanity is evident in your powerful replies to each of us. I look forward to all of your thoughts each day in hopes that I may learn from all of you to improve my craft. Peaceful wishes I bring from my house to yours.

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  2. Here's mine for the day. Another tanka. Playing with the location of the hinge line, and ideas of what stays the same and what changes (and how).

    clutched by barbed wire
    a plastic bag
    flutters
    in the prairie wind,
    sometimes things work out, he said

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    1. I'm amazed again at your depth. My writing feels very literal.

      And so we learn.

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  3. Steve- These fascinate me. That last line is totally unexpected and yet…

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    1. Hi, Carol.
      That line may have been too far into the prairie-Midwest to make sense to anyone but myself. I'm not sure. All I know is that Midwestern "hopefulness" teeters on the edge of fantastic and fantasy. Sometimes it's hard for me to tell the difference! I think I was searching for a set of images that caught that ambiguity.

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  4. Steve, clutched by barbed wire is such a powerful opener as I see many phases of life surrounded by barricades to peaceful leaving. Your ending brings hope to those who are struggling at this time.

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