Tuesday, April 22, 2014

“Trees are poems the earth writes upon the sky, 
We fell them down and turn them into paper,
That we may record our emptiness.” 

Kahlil Gibran
Sand and Foam?

We have been alternating here between the hopeful signs 
of spring and the return of winter. Helen and I have managed
to finish a long delayed project and converted one room in 
the basement into a library for some mysteries, science fiction,
my Darwin/biology books and the bulk of my poetry collection.
two more libraries and a wood working shop to go.


"Tell me, what is it you plan to do
with your one wild and precious life?"

from The Summer Day
by Mary Oliver

1 comment:

Kathie Brown said...

Wow, you have been busy! I can't even imagine that library! I love the quote by Gibran.