Day 199 of Year 2 (Actually Day 204)
I am starting a large hand piece and I'm really excited about it. The hand print I made two nights ago has been sitting around in my brain nagging me. Too tight, too controlled. I feel much relieved after making tonight's print. It's so strange and amazing how much these print impact me energetically.
I often choose a poem from a book and then search the internet for it so I don't have to type the whole thing from scratch. This poem has a first part not typed below. Interestingly almost everyplace online left it off and I actually think for this time of year, it's better this way. I'll post it again in summer in it's full form.
Excerpt from Wild Geese
By Wendell Berry
Geese appear high over us,
pass, and the sky closes. Abandon,
as in love or sleep, holds
them to their way, clear
in the ancient faith: what we need
is here. And we pray, not
for new earth or heaven, but to be
quiet in heart, and in eye,
clear. What we need is here.
From The Selected Poems of Wendell Berry https://amzn.to/2OluBYW