we live inside openness
& call it selves, world, trees
all driven by pulse
of blood or water
there is no distinction
between my bare feet and the earth
meeting & melding atoms
while i walk with her turns,
both of us
chained to matter
the sky and my body
know no difference in construct
into the atomic–
the sky spreads wider
but we are particulate
homeostasis: keeping it together
as we move through each other
that sky & i at times colliding
but gently
oh…..
I love writing prompts. This never would have come out without the connectedness prompt
I probably need a bit of prompting then ha! You write so beautifully
oh, gosh, thanking you!
Sometimes not so gently … I really like this, the best poems make you open your eyes and look at the world differently, as with this one.
Oh, Paul, thank you! I am glad this poem brought a different perspective to you. Humbled by your words.
fascinating poem. I like the way you blend elements of animist philosophy, biology and physics in this poem on connectedness! well done, Susan
Thanks, Noel. I keep getting drawn back into animism–which I sometimes erroneously refer to as phenomenology–in some of my poetry. Perhaps somewhere inside my mind there still lives a two-year-old that believes everything is alive; everything has feelings. No wait–let me make sure I rephrase that to say that that perception exists only in my poetry, before you call the gents with the butterfly nets…
Glad you liked!
Seriously. What manic stuff gets into you to keep writing like this, all the time, is amazing. Particulates and homeostatis… but gently. It’s a joy reading your stuff Susan. Can’t say that about much.
Trent–I have no idea! I can tell you I am grateful for it. This was generated by a prompt of connectedness, so I am grateful for that too. Thank you so much; again, your comments are such a joy–so the joy is mutual…
Oh Susan, this is beautifully perfect. Thank-you for writing this.
oh, gosh–thanks so much!
You are so good at describing nature. I love it.
Oh, thank you, Danielle!
I LOVE this. I love how you describe connectedness as being not only a perceived thing but also referring to science. Beautifully written and formatted. Quality.
Oh, gosh, Soraya–I am ashamed to say these were lines hastily scribbled this morning to address a “connectedness” prompt. I am ashamed of myself…I should tell you it took me hours–then I would deserve such praise. Thank you, though–you are so wonderful to me, my friend!
So hard to fathom. Reality humbles my imagination, as do your words.
Oh Nelle. Thank you so much for saying that.
your last two lines! Wonderful!
Thanks so much!
‘keeping it together, as we move through each other that sky & i at times colliding
but gently.’ this has me catchign my breath. Well done, Susan.
Celestine–thank you. I am rather fond of that image, myself