Friday, July 17, 2009

An Evening When the Full Moon Rose as the Sun Set

by Robert Bly

...Turning toward Milan, we see the other one, the moon,
whole and rising.
Three wild geese make dark spots in that part of the sky.
Under the shining one the pastures leap forward,
Grass fields rolling as in October, the sow-colored fields
near the river.
This rising one lights the pair of pintails alert in the
shallow pond.
It shines on those faithful to each other, alert in the early
night.
And the life of faithfulness goes by like a river,
With no one noticing it.

please note: photo by zanmanzmama

12 comments:

  1. Tag! (Nothing you have to do, though!)

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  2. I so enjoy your blog. I sense in your posts a wonderful sensibility about life and art and the human experience.

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  3. This is such a lovely poem, time semed to have paused while I read it.. and the photo is also perfect, especially with that reflected orb.... *sighs and smiles......

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  4. I love your blog! Its so much fun to read!

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  5. You find the most interesting works of art. That photograph is stunning.

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  6. Hello. Just found your blog here and I was really interested in a lot of things here. Hope you'd like to check out my little artsy blog I got going on as well. Well have a lovely day.

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  7. Wonderful poem, photo, & combination of the two...

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  8. Those last two lines are sheer perfection. And the photo is so beautiful!

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  9. "And the life of faithfulness goes by like a river, with no one noticing it."

    Wow, I needed that today....

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