Poetry Thursday: Daily by Naomi Shihab Nye
These shriveled seeds we plant,
corn kernel, dried bean,
poke into loosened soil,
cover over with measured fingertips
These T-shirts we fold into
perfect white squares
These tortillas we slice and fry to crisp strips
This rich egg scrambled in a gray clay bowl
This bed whose covers I straighten
smoothing edges till blue quilt fits brown blanket
and nothing hangs out
This envelope I address
so the name balances like a cloud
in the center of sky
This page I type and retype
This table I dust till the scarred wood shines
This bundle of clothes I wash and hang and wash again
like flags we share, a country so close
no one needs to name it
The days are nouns: touch them
The hands are churches that worship the world
~Naomi Shihab Nye
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This was beautiful, Carla. I am sorry you are going through such a heavy time right now- many blessings for you...
Posted by: Regina Clare Jane | Thursday, March 15, 2007 at 03:05 PM
This poem, with its beautiful everyday images, will stay with me - sometimes we forget the vulnerability and beauty of our everyday.
I'm new to PT - but I wish you well as you face your struggles.
Posted by: Kimberley McGill | Thursday, March 15, 2007 at 11:06 PM
I overlooked saying something about the photo: it will stay with me as well. It evokes the same kind of beauty and vulnerability.
Posted by: Kimberley McGill | Thursday, March 15, 2007 at 11:07 PM
This is a beautiful meditative poem from a poet new to me. Thanks for sharing and sorry you're going through a bad time...
Posted by: Crafty Green poet | Friday, March 16, 2007 at 06:14 AM
Dear Carla,
you bring hope and peace with your lovely meditative blog. Glad you are listening to your heart's wisdom about the retreat with Lisa.
I still think of Taos with wonder.
Thanks for the Hafiz poem, and for linking to Poetry Thursday.
best,
jenn
Posted by: Jennifer | Tuesday, April 03, 2007 at 09:20 AM
I had the pleasure of meeting Naomi Shihab Nye last week at the Airport in St. Louis, Missouri. We had a wonderful conversation later when I drove Naomi Nye to her speaking engagement in Columbia, Missouri. I was so impressed with her that I have now purchased several of her books to read. She is a lovely women with such wonderful ideas and so full of life. I would encourage anyone to read her words of love, peace, and hope for all of God's children.
Posted by: Michael Brewer | Wednesday, April 16, 2008 at 04:38 PM