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Plant Lessons
by Glenn CurrierIf I had two particles of the patience
contained in their turning
to face the light
fifteen minutes
of noiseless wonder
the peaceful probing
of their soil
I might find the atoms
of nitrogen necessary
to face this day.
If I had a sliver of the pluck
tendered to the stalks
of their humble gospel
psalm of silence
haiku of growth
maybe I could muster
the portion of gratitude
to loosen the knots
of shame and doubt
that bind me.
The simple turn of my wrist
with the watering can
evokes a green symphony
more generous and lavish
than the strings of Grofé
or the flutes of Ravel
their labyrinthine grace
soaks the island of my soul
and the black distance
only a plant lessens. 11/27/2006 Author's Note: If you are interested in the genesis of this one, please see today's journal.
Posted on 11/28/2006
Copyright © 2024 Glenn Currier
| Member Comments on this Poem |
| Posted by Angela Nuzzo on 11/28/06 at 09:57 AM This is beautiful, Glenn! I was trying to pinpoint the parts I like best, but I'd have to quote the whole poem. :) |
| Posted by Kristina Woodhill on 11/28/06 at 03:42 PM Ah, you know how to touch my gardener's roots. I can tell your observations about plants come from living among them for many years. They have much to teach us. Wonderful lines here - "of their humble gospel psalm of silence" - "haiku of growth". The last stanza sings!!! when the twist of your wrist connects you as committed to being a part of their existence, not just an on-looker, and you feel what they have to give back to you by their examples. |
| Posted by Quentin S Clingerman on 11/29/06 at 01:46 AM Elegantly written analogy. Lessons from plants well taken! Message is one of hope and faith. |
| Posted by Charlie Morgan on 10/14/07 at 05:35 PM ...glenn, so many words catch me like in a net, symphony, particles, patience, noiseless wonder,
sliver of the pluck[mmmmm!],loosen the knots
of shame and doubt that bind me, i bow to you...namaste! chaz
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