So beautiful, Kimberly! ❤️ Last week, I republished a post I'd done on the elements and my belief that they are alive. I keep thinking about this idea. What if atoms (and whatever is even smaller than that) are alive, are conscious? They come together in certain configurations, or collaborations, for a time before moving into something new, but they never die. When they come together as us, I wonder if we can tap into the memory of every other form they were and will be. I think this is the singularity you call to. Thank you so much for these beautiful words!
I love how you say this Jenna, “tapping into the memory of every other form.” I think this would make for a powerful intent while walking in the woods or meditating. I will circle back to your post and save it to read! Sounds like we’re both contemplating similar ideas right now. I find it very freeing to feel the aliveness and intelligence of all matter, makes my life so much less significant.:)
So beautiful Kim your mom sent this to me for my birthday present. . How beautiful to know the isness and feel it expressed thank you. What a beautiful birthday present you are and your poetry is to me.❤️
Oh Lor, this is next level. I’m shivering with goosebumps and brimming with tears. Hearing Howe’s cadence alongside those simple animations felt like perfection itself. Thank you friend. 🙏
So beautiful, Kimberly! ❤️ Last week, I republished a post I'd done on the elements and my belief that they are alive. I keep thinking about this idea. What if atoms (and whatever is even smaller than that) are alive, are conscious? They come together in certain configurations, or collaborations, for a time before moving into something new, but they never die. When they come together as us, I wonder if we can tap into the memory of every other form they were and will be. I think this is the singularity you call to. Thank you so much for these beautiful words!
I love how you say this Jenna, “tapping into the memory of every other form.” I think this would make for a powerful intent while walking in the woods or meditating. I will circle back to your post and save it to read! Sounds like we’re both contemplating similar ideas right now. I find it very freeing to feel the aliveness and intelligence of all matter, makes my life so much less significant.:)
They have the impulse towards “yes” or “no”. Maybe…
You sure is.
I is too.
Love th-is!
Bl-is-s!
Such a lovely poem. I’d never come across is before, so thank you. :)
Here’s another of hers, and a favorite of mine:
My mother knows all about the under-dark.
She needn’t have pretended to be appalled.
The seed must break open and rise;
put too deep the rot sets in.
My mother is a god; she wanted to spare me.
But my nature is nature.
Like everything alive I was meant to be split open,
to blossom, to be sucked, to be eaten,
to lean, to bend, to wither,
to die and die and die and die until I died.
Wow! Powerful words, indeed.
Thank you for sharing :)
Thank you Kimberly.
Marie Howe is a treasure. I've never seen this one. Thank you! is is is is is
Isn’t she!? Every time I stumble upon one of her poems I feel like the sky opens up and swallows me whole.
Sometime I’ll tell you about meeting here - the experience was just like one of her poems!
Oh no way! I’d love to hear.
Fascinating
Wow. This poem brings it. Thank you for alerting me to Marie Howe.
Would that we could wake up to the voice of Marie Howe. Thank you, dear Kimberly.
Dear God I LOVE THIS.
Thank you. ox
Me too Deborah, me too.💛
From my perspective, the singularity points to transformation…
I so love when poems and poets are in conversation together...Howe to Whitman here. Beautiful and fascinating.
Yes!!! They are nodding to one another through stanza and ether.:)
So beautiful Kim your mom sent this to me for my birthday present. . How beautiful to know the isness and feel it expressed thank you. What a beautiful birthday present you are and your poetry is to me.❤️
Happy birthday Diana! I can’t claim this poem as my own but I’m glad mom and Marie Howe delivered on wings of love.
“All everything home”
It is a beauty Kimberly.
I’m late to the ‘party’,
but I’ve come bearing gifts. Have you seen the video with narration? Wonderful…
https://vimeo.com/411239105
Oh Lor, this is next level. I’m shivering with goosebumps and brimming with tears. Hearing Howe’s cadence alongside those simple animations felt like perfection itself. Thank you friend. 🙏
Oh good! I was hoping you would watch , and let me know what you thought. Yes,
a whole new level, as if that were even possible.
Late but always in style.:) I need to watch this! Thank you for sharing.:)
Thanks so much for sharing this, Kimberly. My poetry knowledge and appreciation always needs boosting.
"Can molecules recall it?
what once was? before anything happened?"
Just amazing!
This poem is stunning. I had not come across her work before. Thanks so much for sharing it here.
I love this Kim. She is new to me. Thank you. So many familiar names in the comments. ❤️