Wednesday, March 21, 2012

The Morning Reading: "Another Spring"

Another Spring

by Kenneth Rexroth

The seasons revolve and the years change
With no assistance or supervision.
The moon, without taking thought,
Moves in its cycle, full, crescent, and full.

The white moon enters the heart of the river;
The air is drugged with azalea blossoms;
Deep in the night a pine cone falls;
Our campfire dies out in the empty mountains.

The sharp stars flicker in the tremulous branches;
The lake is black, bottomless in the crystalline night;
High in the sky the Northern Crown
Is cut in half by the dim summit of a snow peak.

O heart, heart, so singularly
Intransigent and corruptible,
Here we lie entranced by the starlit water,
And moments that should each last forever

Slide unconsciously by us like water.


(with thanks to the beauty we love)


Anonymous said...

Wow. Love the last line....

the other L

smilingheart said...

I'm so pleased that we find these places of mutual appreciation, connection through words pointing toward a beauty we both know.


Rebel Girl said...

Me, too Dean.

And thanks for reading Linda!

Lou said...


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