writing can hold
I feel at the peak of my writing skills,
I regularly anticipate that something will coalesce within me
so that I can fashion words into net
that will catch and hold enough of it
order appears from out of the seeming chaos
within which I live,
Quakers still themselves so as to open self
to the shaking of the reviled Word,
somehow I parallel that openness
and somehow revelation shakes me into needed order of words,
intensity helps, for example, a person lost to us
focuses me well, the intensity of experience helps me hold
long enough to write a net,
when nothing is obviously shaking me,
I work to notice what is going on,
what come at me, from me, that needs to be seen,
that needs to be appreciated,
for me, stepping out of the moment is vital
when I nap in the present.
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