The Hush of a New Year’s Morning

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With what stillness at last
you appear in the valley
your first sunlight reaching down
to touch the tips of a few
high leaves that do not stir
as though they had not noticed
and did not know you at all
then the voice of a dove calls
from far away in itself

to the hush of the morning

 

so this is the sound of you
here and now whether or not
anyone hears it this is
where we have come with our age
our knowledge such as it is
and our hopes such as they are
invisible before us
untouched and still possible
~W.S. Merwin “To the New Year”
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My hopes, such as they are,
transparent as an impromptu ice sculpture
behind the barn carefully placed
by an enterprising farm boy.
They perch like wings on top of the manure hill,
glistening, crystalline, pure,
still possible if allowed to fly free,
but if left untouched and unrealized,
they are melted by the heat of the pile.
~EPG
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Hope is the thing with feathers
That perches in the soul,
And sings the tune without the words,
And never stops at all, And sweetest in the gale is heard;
And sore must be the storm
That could abash the little bird
That kept so many warm.

I’ve heard it in the chillest land
And on the strangest sea;
Yet, never, in extremity,
It asked a crumb of me.
~Emily Dickinson

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5 thoughts on “The Hush of a New Year’s Morning

  1. I was having fun changing the speed and direction of the snowfall in the top photo with my cursor when I noticed that the light seemed to alternately brighten and fade. Illusion or not, isn’t that how life is? We can, to some degree, control our destiny, though much of it is beyond our will, even beyond our imagining.

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  2. Happy 2016 Emily! We had ice covering our water trough the last 3 mornings. I guess I ought to take my camera down with me as the close up of the crystals sticking up on the edge of the feeder was so crisp, so clear. Not so common as what you deal with having snow.
    We watched the annual Rose Parade this morning, have a nice fire going to heat the house, then went outside to do some prep work for the rain we are suppose to get early next week. Three of our older grandchildren will be coming over to spend the weekend with us. More wonderful memory making times that’s for sure. God is smiling for sure as another year starts anew. I look forward to following your blog!

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  3. No more snow after tomorrow? It makes me think of my father, who was the sales manager of a fairly large department store. He’d have a little break now, but shortly head for NYC to buy next year’s fall and winter fashions. The store’s warehouse would soon begin moving shorts and swimsuits–purchased the previous fall– to the sales floor. Won’t WordPress slow it down just a little, and give us snow for at least another month?

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