by JGD | Dec 9, 2012 | Poetry
The street about me roared with a deafening sound. Tall, slender, in heavy mourning, majestic grief, A woman passed, with a glittering hand Raising, swinging the hem and flounces of her skirt; Agile and graceful, her leg was like a statue’s. Tense as in a delirium, I...
by JGD | Feb 20, 2011 | Poetry
I’m becoming more and more fascinated by poetry. It just seems amazing that a short ten line poem can capture the essence of what love is. This was written by Wendell Berry for his wife. Sometimes hidden from me in daily custom and in trust, so that I live by...
