judith meskill - soc.media.rocks

"... The Poets light but lamps-
Themselves-go out-
The Wicks they stimulate-
If vital Light
 
Inhere as do the Sun-
Each Age a lens
Disseminating their
Circumference- ..."
 
Emily Dickinson

"... Had it a reason for delay,
Dreaming in witlessness
That for a bloom so delicately gay
Winter would stay its stress? ..."
 
Thomas Hardy

"... When we come to it
We must confess that we are the possible
We are the miraculous, the true wonders of this world
That is when, and only when
We come to it ..."
 
Maya Angelou

"... Some say the world will end in fire,
Some say in ice.
From what I've tasted of desire
I hold with those who favor fire.
But if it had to perish twice,
I think I know enough of hate
To say that for destruction ice
Is also great
And would suffice ..."
 
Robert Frost

"... here is the deepest secret nobody knows
(here is the root of the root and the bud of the bud
and the sky of the sky of a tree called life;which grows
higher than the soul can hope or mind can hide)
and this is the wonder that's keeping the stars apart
i carry your heart(i carry it in my heart) ..."
 
e.e.cummings

"... An everywhere of silver,
With ropes of sand
To keep it from effacing
The track called land ..."
 
Emily Dickinson

this waxwing saw the red tail i saw too,
he fidgeted all over in the tree,
he looked so handsome against all that blue,
but kept his eyes on red tail, just like me ...
 
judith meskill

"... I KNOW a place where summer strives
With such a practised frost,
She each year leads her daisies back,
Recording briefly, "Lost."
 
But when the south wind stirs the pools
And struggles in the lanes,
Her heart misgives her for her vow,
And she pours soft refrains
 
Into the lap of adamant,
And spices, and the dew,
That stiffens quietly to quartz,
Upon her amber shoe ..."
 
Emily Dickinson

trish had a discovery one day,
tio said imagine if you may,
lucy saw serener bright,
followed by a watching flight,
and here i journey to these 'dances',
watching how this blue jay prances ...
 
judith meskill

let there be light
in this dark wood
holding on tight
as this leaf could ...
 
judith meskill

i hand held my 400 for this shot,
as most know, this is what i always do,
but holding it straight up, well, took a lot,
my neck was craned, my fingers turning blue ...
 
judith meskill

leaf on grass encased
in the cloth of autumn frost
colorful embrace ...
 
judith meskill

wild alium in the yard
finding it is not so hard
'specially in the setting sun
how could i pass up this one?
 
judith meskill

"... Live thy Life,
Young and old,
Like yon oak,
Bright in spring,
Living gold;
 
Summer-rich
Then; and then
Autumn-changed
Soberer-hued
Gold again.
 
All his leaves
Fall'n at length,
Look, he stands,
Trunk and bough
Naked strength ..."
 
Alfred, Lord Tennyson

"... Why are not diamonds black and gray,
To ape thy dare-devil array?
And I affirm, the spacious North
Exists to draw thy virtue forth.
I think no virtue goes with size;
The reason of all cowardice
Is, that men are overgrown,
And, to be valiant, must come down
To the titmouse dimension ..."
 
Ralph Waldo Emerson: The Titmouse