Saturday, May 11, 2024

The Ghosts of Mendocino

 


There are seamless  moments that reveal
a pulse
rolling down 47th street, or the freeway
a pulse, not apart perhaps
from a white capped wave that just
broke on a summer shoreline in Mendocino
and now ripples a white farewell to Africa.

I want to tell someone (who will believe me?)
that if I lift this foot
a spiral galaxy
will spill like cream
across the fine dark pavement of eternity.

(1989) from "A House of Doors - Open Poems"

Saying Hello to Mother Ocean

The Way I Think It Really Is......
 The green plants

         magically
from water      air
the soil
from water      earth
    air
earth        water
air            light
earth and sunlight

sunlight
vibrating waves
        shimmering
grasses in the sun

........Felicia Miller*

Saying Farewell 

Pink Ladies say "Hello"
 "Then what is the answer?— Not to be deluded by dreams.
To know that great civilizations have broken down into violence,
and their tyrants come, many times.
To keep one’s own integrity, 
and not wish for evil and not be duped
by dreams of universal justice or happiness.
Those dreams will not be fulfilled.
To know this, and yet know that however ugly the parts appear
the whole remains beautiful. 
Integrity is wholeness, beauty is
Organic wholeness

Love that, not man apart from that"

Not Man Apart - Robinson Jeffers

 

*My friend Felicia passed away in 2010 - she was a mermaid never entirely easy on land.  Robinson Jeffers spent much of his life wandering the Big Sur coastline of California.  I always think of them both when I visit the coast, feeling perhaps their spirits leaving footprints in the sand still. 

1 comment:

  1. What a blessing we have
    on the pacific Coast
    such beauty and tranquility, that we
    may find our way back
    to the center of our heart
    Being
    true
    to Self

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