Winter sun lights the valley.
Along the coast a flood of rivers,
swollen bays, log-choked coves,
melting snow and full moon tides.
At rest in the quiet
without hunger or thirst,
the land teaches silence is enough
for a rivulet of dark green solitude
to nourish the earth.
Reading of “Dark Green Solitude” with music by Adele
You took me there, Don. That place, that atmosphere.
And the key word for me was the simple and direct, “will.” …not may nourish the earth, or perhaps someday will – but the truth that the rivers do run deep – and yes, they nourish. Thank-you.
Don, this time, Nancy and I listened to the reading and also read what you wrote. “Full moon tides” is especially nice, a memory of the moonlight on Lake Michigan so many Chicago nights. Thank you.
Dark Green Solitude-Don, We share the same landscape – seascape. I often paint the San Juan Islands. Your poem brought to mind the flooded Nisqually River. Logs crashing in the surf after a storm on Whidbey Island. Your poetry helps me to consider my own art more deeply. Green solitude will be tacked to my studio wall for a long time. Thank you for inspiring me.
Silence is OFTEN enough!
“a rivulet from the undisturbed” — what a gorgeous image. Would that I am such a rivulet of living water. It is a blessing that your poem brings such nourishment to all of us. I am ever grateful Don.