A Poem about Passings

Passings

how sad

the passing of time

and with it

the passing of those

we love 

eem/September 2022

Are We All Just Walking Each Other Home?

Is Today Poetry Saturday? 

For my birthday last month, a friend gave me a book, A Poem a Day. This morning's selection (Saturday, February 17, 2024) was by Christina Rossetti.

The book’s editor always includes a brief footnote, some bit of trivia or detail about the poet or poem. Today’s footnote said Rossetti found the world evil: “I cannot possibly use the word ‘happy’ without meaning something beyond this present life.”

I’ve always liked the few Christina Rossetti poems I’ve read. Despite a childlike quality to them, they seem to convey wisdom or insight. I didn’t know that about her, that “she found the world evil.” I guess if you think about it, it is, which is why, perhaps, the Bible says believers are called to be light in the darkness.

Anyway, today’s poem, "Up-hill," I thought quite lovely. Another variation on the Ram Dass line, We’re all just walking each other home?

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Poem a Day: Vol. 1: 366 Poems, Old and New - One for Each Day of the Year, by Karen McCosker (Editor), Nicholas Albery (Editor)

I Dreamed a Meme

I Dreamed a Meme

 

In the moments before dawn

just before I awoke

I saw a cave

filled with butterflies

millions of them

quavering

pulsating

cloistered

inside the cave

 

"Stay home, Stay safe"

 

It made sense . . . until I awoke 

and opened my eyes.

 

That’s not what butterflies are made for.