Sunday Selections


To be a giant and keep quiet about it,
To stay in one’s own place;
To stand for the constant presence of process
And always to seem the same;
To be steady as a rock and always trembling,
Having the hard appearance of death
With the soft, fluent nature of growth,
One’s Being deceptively armored,
One’s Becoming deceptively vulnerable;
To be so tough, and take the light so well,
Freely providing forbidden knowledge
Of so many things about heaven and earth
For which we should otherwise have no word—
Poems or people are rarely so lovely,
And even when they have great qualities
They tend to tell you rather than exemplify
What they believe themselves to be about,
While from the moving silence of trees,
Whether in storm or calm, in leaf and naked,
Night and day, we draw conclusions of our own,
Sustaining and unnoticed as our breath
And perilous also—though there has never been
A critical tree—about the nature of things.

– Howard Nemerov, “Trees”

2 thoughts on “Sunday Selections

  1. One of my favorites! And Oh, did I need this reminder today. “Poems and people are rarely so lovely…” I used this poem with kids during our block on Plants & Trees. Hugs to you, my dear.

    • This is a new one to me.

      Thought of you this weekend. I attended a eurythmy workshop on life before birth and after death. Really got into the weeds of anthroposophical beliefs, which frankly, blow my mind. Wish we could talk it out over a cup of tea this morning. My favorite gestures that we did were for the planets, which each manifest a certain type of wisdom and also correspond to specific organs. So powerful. So simple.

      Miss you tons.

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