… up above, what wind-walks! what lovely behaviour
Of silk-sack clouds! has wilder, wilful-wavier
Meal-drift moulded ever and melted across skies?
(Gerard Manley Hopkins, Hurrahing in Harvest (Vale of Clwyd, Sept. 1, 1877)
The first day of March. The Hopkins quote seems inescapably apt. “Summer ends now,” it begins.
No photograph today. The images in the sonnet are vivid enough.
“The Hurrahing sonnet,” noted Hopkins in a letter, “was the outcome of half an hour of extreme enthusiasm as I walked home alone one day from fishing in the Elwy.”
YOU, as you are, that’s the true path. (A View from the Woods, January 11, 2012)
When you realize how perfect everything is you will tilt your head back and laugh at the sky. (Buddha)
pounamu black green
opaque nearly translucent
Glossary of Māori terms: pounamu = greenstone (nephrite jade); taonga = valuable / precious / treasure.
surface (08 Sep 2011)
The world is teeming; anything can happen. (John Cage)
I am finding (as
it now seems all must) that there
is nothing to find.
Enlightenment consists not merely in the seeing of luminous shapes and visions, but in making the darkness visible. (Carl G Jung)
One does not become enlightened by imagining figures of light, but by making the darkness conscious. (Carl G Jung)
In his poem titled The Light of Mind (02 Sep 2011), John Weeren nicely catches something intrinsic to the human mind:
the light of mind
asks how to create shadows —
only darkness knows
Best I not say more.
The highest purpose is to have no purpose at all. This puts one in accordance with nature, in her manner of operation. (John Cage)
Please don’t litter.
People have to sleep here.
Stencilled onto the pavement, not far from my home.
Outside my window,
swirling, dancing, floating in
sunlit air — snowflakes!