Thursday, April 01, 2010

April, Again

St George's Church Doors Near Stuyvesant Park

St. George's Church, Stuyvesant Square

I can't quite comprehend how it came to be April already. Any ideas as to how we got here - this far, this fast?

No matter - it is April again.  That means it is also National Poetry Month again, though it really feels like the last National Poetry Month was just a couple weeks ago.  How has it been a year already?!

I could keep pondering the fast passing of time, but I don't think that will get us anywhere.  So instead I'll kick off a month of poetry with a little something-something by Mr. Wendell Berry.  No foolin'.

The Thought of Something Else
by Wendell Berry

A spring wind blowing
the smell of the ground
through the intersections of traffic,
the mind turns, seeks a new
nativity—another place,
simpler, less weighted
by what has already been.

Another place!
it’s enough to grieve me—
that old dream of going,
of becoming a better man
just by getting up and going
to a better place.

The mystery. The old
unaccountable unfolding.
The iron trees in the park
suddenly remember forests.
It becomes possible to think of going

—a place where thought
can take its shape
as quietly in the mind
as water in a pitcher,
or a man can be
safely without thought
—see the day begin
and lean back,
a simple wakefulness filling
the spaces among the leaves.

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