Showing posts with label Winter Trees. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Winter Trees. Show all posts
12 March 2019
31 December 2018
Holding Up The Winter Sky - Lolo, Montana
“I prefer winter and fall,
when you can feel the
bone structure
in the landscape---the loneliness of it---the dead
feeling of
winter.
Something waits beneath it---the whole story doesn't show.”
- Andrew Wyeth (1917-2009)
21 December 2018
Winter Snow and Sunshine - Greenough Park, Missoula, Montana
Winter officially - at last! - and there is plenty of poetic odes to this season.
Click here to immerse in some popular winter poetry, including the full text of Douglas Florian's "Winter Eyes",
and here to appreciate Janet Martin's thoughtful verse for now or any time of year.
"Look at winter
With winter eyes
As smoke curls from rooftops
To clear cobalt skies.
Breathe in winter
Past winter nose:
The sweet scent of black birch
Where velvet moss grows.
Walk through winter
With winter feet
On crackling ice
Or sloshy wet sleet....."
- from Winter Eyes by Douglas Florian
Click here to immerse in some popular winter poetry, including the full text of Douglas Florian's "Winter Eyes",
and here to appreciate Janet Martin's thoughtful verse for now or any time of year.
"Look at winter
With winter eyes
As smoke curls from rooftops
To clear cobalt skies.
Breathe in winter
Past winter nose:
The sweet scent of black birch
Where velvet moss grows.
Walk through winter
With winter feet
On crackling ice
Or sloshy wet sleet....."
- from Winter Eyes by Douglas Florian
23 January 2018
Uncomplicated Cottonwoods - Bitterroot Valley, Montana
"All the complicated details
of the attiring and
the disattiring are completed!...."
of the attiring and
the disattiring are completed!...."
-From Winter Trees by William Carlos Williams (1883-1963)
27 November 2015
Winter Trees - Corvallis, Montana
30 November 2014
Winter Trees - Missoula,Montana
“…Leaves have been stripped like trials of love
Joy runs like a river under the fallow earth
You come back to me without aplomb
Compassion needs no justifications….
By the oak fire forgive
Your voice is a discreet candle
It's all inward though mountains laugh
Winter trees have a quiet beauty”
- From Winter Trees by Joseph Narusiewicz
(Read this full poem and more of Narusiewicz’s verse in the text links above.)
Joy runs like a river under the fallow earth
You come back to me without aplomb
Compassion needs no justifications….
By the oak fire forgive
Your voice is a discreet candle
It's all inward though mountains laugh
Winter trees have a quiet beauty”
- From Winter Trees by Joseph Narusiewicz
(Read this full poem and more of Narusiewicz’s verse in the text links above.)
Labels:
copse,
hike,
Joseph Narusiewicz,
Missoula,
Montana,
Saplings,
trees,
Winter Trees,
Woods
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