Need to be at ease
Chairs and chairishness

Where the day rests longest

Microwaveimages
Paulo sees flowers growing in the microwave oven / New Jersey / May 2009

The blessèd stretch and ease of it –
heart’s ease. The hills blue. All the flowering weeds
bursting open. Balm in the air. The birdsong
bouncing back out of the sky. The cattle
lain down in the meadow, forgetting to feed.
The horses swishing their tails.
The yellow flare of furze on the near hill.
And the first cream splatters of blossom
high on the thorns where the day rests longest.

All hardship, hunger, treachery of winter forgotten.
This unfounded conviction: forgiveness, hope.

~ May by Irish poet Kerry Hardie; from: A Furious Place

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