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New Year Poem

Let us step outside for a moment
As the sun breaks through clouds
And shines on wet new fallen snow,
And breathe the new air.
So much has died that had to die this year.

We are dying away from things.
It is a necessity–we have to do it
Or we shall be buried under the magazines,
The too many clothes, the too much food.
We have dragged it all around
Like dung beetles
Who drag piles of dung
Behind them on which to feed,
In which to lay their eggs.

Let us step outside for a moment
Among ocean, clouds, a white field,
Islands floating in the distance.
They have always been there.
But we have not been there.

We are going to drive slowly
And see the small poor farms,
The lovely shapes of leafless trees
Their shadows blue on the snow.
We are going to learn the sharp edge
Of perception after a day’s fast.

There is nothing to fear.
About this revolution…
Though it will change our minds.
Aggression, violence, machismo
Are fading from us
Like old photographs
Faintly ridiculous
(Did a man actually step like a goose
To instill fear?
Does a boy have to kill
To become a man?)

Already there are signs.
Young people plant gardens.
Fathers change their babies’ diapers
And are learning to cook.

Let us step outside for a moment.
It is all there
Only we have been slow to arrive
At a way of seeing it.
Unless the gentle inherit the earth
There will be no earth.

~ May Sarton (1912-1995)

 

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Well that was interesting. I’m not one to buy into the idea that a particular year can be cursed but this really has been one for the record (and history) books. May 2017 be a year of hope, courage, integrity, and equal rights for all. Happy New Year!

(Photo taken in downtown Yucca Valley, California with a Polaroid SX-70 and film from the Impossible Project.)

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Just a little something from last winter since it’s “Throwback Thursday” and all. It’s been raining here in the mountains all day (with more on the way) and, if the weather forecast is to be believed, this is what we will wake up to on Christmas morning. Happy Holidays to all!

(Photo taken with an iPhone 5s. For those of you on Instagram, I post iPhone images to my page there almost daily only a handful of which get crossposted here.  As much as I love my blog, Instagram has become my photographic “happy place” this past year and I’d love to connect with you over there if you are so inclined! )

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Humankind has not woven the web of life. We are but one thread within it. Whatever we do to the web, we do to ourselves. All things are bound together. All things connect. ~ Chief Seattle

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You never change things by fighting the existing reality. To change something, build a new model that makes the existing model obsolete. ~ R. Buckminster Fuller 

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I am pessimistic because I don’t trust history. But at the same time, I am optimistic. Out of despair, one creates. What else can one do? There is no good reason to go on living, but you must go on living. There is no good reason to bring a child into this world but you must have children to give the world a new innocence, a new reason to aspire towards innocence. As Camus said, in a world of unhappiness, you must create happiness. ~ Elie Wiesel