Bonus Summer Solstice Poetry Blogging

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More than anything else that I’ve ever read, this poem explains what Summer Solstice means to me.  And this poem has gotten me through some difficult times spread across all the seasons.  May it be so for you.

Little Summer Poem Touching the Subject of Faith

~ Mary Oliver

Every summer
I listen and look
under the sun’s brass and even
into the moonlight, but I can’t hear

anything, I can’t see anything —
not the pale roots digging down, nor the green
stalks muscling up,
nor the leaves
deepening their damp pleats,

nor the tassels making,
nor the shucks, nor the cobs.
And still,
every day,

the leafy fields
grow taller and thicker —
green gowns lofting up in the night,
showered with silk.

And so, every summer,
I fail as a witness, seeing nothing —
I am deaf too
to the tick of the leaves,

the tapping of downwardness from the banyan feet —
all of it
happening
beyond any seeable proof, or hearable hum.

And, therefore, let the immeasurable come.
Let the unknowable touch the buckle of my spine.
Let the wind turn in the trees,
and the mystery hidden in the dirt

swing through the air.
How could I look at anything in this world
and tremble, and grip my hands over my heart?
What should I fear?

One morning
in the leafy green ocean
the honeycomb of the corn’s beautiful body
is sure to be there.

From West Wind

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Picture found here.

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4 responses to “Bonus Summer Solstice Poetry Blogging

  1. Jane Gagle-Bennett

    Perfect reading for today.

  2. Thank you for making my midsummer’s day.

  3. Thank you for this midsummer’s reminder of my roots in the cornfields of Indiana. I can still remember feeling the pulse of the earth when I ran barefoot through the fields, thank you so much, Blessed Be!

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