Edges: light and timeless
Which drop of water constituting an ocean is unimportant? — Pierre Pradervand
Wild edges, from small islands, in the middle of the North Atlantic
Achiltibuie
By Nan Shepherd
Here on the edge of Europe I stand on the edge of being.
Floating on light, isle after isle take wing.
Burning blue are the peaks, rock that is older than thought,
And the sea burns blue—or is it the air between?—
They merge, they take one another upon them,
I have fallen through time and found the enchanted world,
Where all is beginning. The obstinate rocks
Are a fire of blue, a pulse of power, a beat
In energy, the sea dissolves,
And I too melt, am timeless, a pulse of light.
4 October 1950
Knit Laugh Love
We just made it for our own sake and for fun.
The day when we put it on in May we bring champagne and glasses with us and then we are saying cheers when
it’s up and then we are happy.
Resources
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More poetry on this site 🙂
- Water: our first mother here>
- Behold: The sky is on fire here>
- A Deep but Dazzling Darkness here>
- Inversnaid here>
- The Summer Day. Audio here>
- sp/ns: simple please, not simplistic here>
- Think, are you thinking? here>
- Plan B: when I die here>
- Stuff me in a backpack: hike as far as you can here>
- Why I eat late here>
Photos by Festina Lentívaldi, (be) Benevolution. Reuse: Creative Commons BY-NC 3.0 US except for video screenshots.
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