Thanks Ollie! That portion was the final to go through editing. It initially was too on the nose…it sort of still is but leaves (I hope) a welcoming gesture as well!
Brian, I love the way you connect the physical body with the metaphor of freedom and peace found in nature. This verse stopped me and I savored the images they evoke:
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I reach for the handle
and turn three ribs
till they crack,
pull gently and open
so my heart may cross
the threshold
to the wild outside.
.
The contrast between breaking and gentle release--wow. Beautiful.
"I reach for the handle,
And turn three ribs" 👏👏
Along with
"and my shamed ego is proud"
Those are my favourites, the first anatomically lovely, the second profound.
Lovely poem, Brian. Rich and lovely.
Thank you Nathan. These “garden walk” poems seem to flow. It’s been a few months since I’ve replicated this practice. Time to begin again!
Love all of these! 5 is my favorite.
Thanks Ollie! That portion was the final to go through editing. It initially was too on the nose…it sort of still is but leaves (I hope) a welcoming gesture as well!
👍👌!
😊💫
These are great, Brian. I like the 3rd poem and the final lines of not everything being as it seems.
Thanks, I like that section too…feels like the start of a turn in the piece…
Love this! Great poem
Thanks for reading!
Brian, I love the way you connect the physical body with the metaphor of freedom and peace found in nature. This verse stopped me and I savored the images they evoke:
.
I reach for the handle
and turn three ribs
till they crack,
pull gently and open
so my heart may cross
the threshold
to the wild outside.
.
The contrast between breaking and gentle release--wow. Beautiful.
Thanks Ann!
Wow, that's a hell of an early morning read. It's beautiful Brian.
Thanks Rich!