Sinners

DSC_1147The big mountains sit still in the afternoon light
Shadows in their lap;
The bees roll round in the wild-thyme with delight.

We sitting here among the cranberries
So still in the gap
Of rock, distilling our memories,

Are sinners! Strange! The bee that blunders
Against me goes off with a laugh.
A squirrel cocks his head on the fence, and wonders

What about sin? -For, it seems
The mountains have
No shadow of us on their snowy forehead of dreams

As they ought to have. They rise above us
Dreaming
For ever. One might even think they love us.

Little red cranberries cheek to cheek,
Two great dragon-flies wrestling;
You, with your forehead nestling
Against me, and bright peak shining to peak –

There’s a love song for you! – Ah, if only
There were no teeming
Swarms of mankind in the world, and we were less lonely!

-D.H. Lawrence (Mayrhofen) from,  Look! We Have Come Through!

*Cranberries drizzled with honey

*Bowl made by Victoria Accardi

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8 responses to “Sinners

  1. Lovely! And that bowl is gorgeous.

  2. You write brilliant poetry, bake — and now I find that you make your own pottery too! Geez, I’m inspired woman!

    • Hold back your high praise, the pottery is my brilliant daughter’s! But I will pass it along to her…and that is merely the bowl she made to my specifications, she has an array of beautiful work she recently completed.

  3. Talent runs in the family I see…

  4. lovely piece and so great to see V’s ceramic work. fits you to a tee!

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