This Is Just To Say

I first read this poem in a rather odd place – on a card in the accounting office of a place I once worked. The words always stuck with me, but I didn’t know it was a poem until I randomly thought of it and googled it one day. I can’t really explain why I love it so much, but I just like how it reads like a note left on a kitchen counter. Enjoy!

This Is Just To Say

I have eaten
the plums
that were in
the icebox

and which
you were probably
saving
for breakfast

Forgive me
they were delicious
so sweet
and so cold

-William Carlos Williams

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Winter Tree

Winter Tree

Trees goes dormant during the winter. Many animals hibernate. Us humans … business as usual. I think trees and animals have the right idea, so here’s to more nesting in the winter months!

Winter Tree

All the complicated details
of the attiring and
the disattiring are completed!
A liquid moon
moves gently among
the long branches.
Thus having prepared their buds
against a sure winter
the wise trees
stand sleeping in the cold.

– William Carlos Williams

Photo taken in Boston, MA.

Be Kind

Be Kind

Poets.org has a great twitter presence, so I would recommend following them if you are a twitter user. Most of my twitter feed is now political commentary, so I welcome their tweets for a reprieve from the misery of the current political climate! If you are interested in poetry, you should sign up for their poem-a-day digital poetry series, where they email you a different poem every day.

Monday was #NationalKindnessDay, so they tweeted this poem, called “Be Kind”.

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The Peace of Wild Things

The Peace of Wild Things

Introducing… Poetry Wednesdays, occurring on Wednesdays solely because I thought of the idea on a Wednesday! I love poetry, so I thought sharing one of my favorite poems every week would be a fun idea.

If I had to choose, nature-inspired poetry would be my favorite. I find this poetry to be the most comforting because it’s easy (at least for me!) to relate to finding solace from my problems, and the problems of the world, through the tranquility of nature. Here’s one of those poems.

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