a slow turning

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Submission for this week’s One Single Impression prompt: slowly
Visit this link for connections to a plentitude of particular poems about this prompt.

Inspired by Quiet Path’s post of January 31 titled A tad more each day.

Seedling

It’s just a slow turning.

Snow melt has softened my crustiness.

Soil blanket is warming my heart

by anticipated increments.

Slowly, today or some soon sun-day

I will stick my head out

for a tentative look-see.

In the ‘hood

I hear the lilac roots

gossiping about the big world out there.

Eager and loathe to raise my head into the madding crowd,

Seedling this is for the memories of all ancestral plants.

Seedling this is for the memories of cold, slow winter days.

Seedling this is for coiled energy stored in my sister seeds.

Seedling this is for the memories of warm, vibrant summer days.

This is for the slowly turning wheel.

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~`

YouTube video of John Hiatt’s classic ‘Slow Turning’ from the CD of that same name.

Excerpts from Slow Turning lyrics:

It’s been a slow turning
From the inside out
A slow turning
But you come about…

Time is short and here’s the damn thing about it
You’re gonna die, gonna die for sure
You can learn to live with love or without it
But there ain’t no cure…

It’s just a slow turning
From the inside out
A slow turning, baby
But you come about…


Thanks to Genre Cookshop for this week’s prompt. One Single Impression is a community of poets writing and sharing haiku and other poetic forms. Each week new prompts are offered up to our often lazy muses. Come play with us!

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28 Comments

  • On 02.01.09 Anonymous wrote these pithy words:

    Beautiful poem, Beth – love "coiled energy"! And the way you paired it with music is wonderful, great song!

  • On 02.01.09 Anonymous wrote these pithy words:

    tropistically gorgeous

    socratically fishing for an answer about reflected light and vision, i asked my special needs child why we could see a stand of trees out our kitchen window

    he replied:

    some people think that every tree starts as a seed which grows by a sunbeam from God

  • On 02.01.09 Anonymous wrote these pithy words:

    Such a beautiful affirmation of life here. Thanks so much, and thanks for the text connection to another fine work!

  • On 02.01.09 Anonymous wrote these pithy words:

    This seems about as perfect of an ode to slow turning as one will find…." I hear the lilac roots gossiping about the big world out there."  I am reminded of Neruda’s odes when I read this piece.

  • On 02.01.09 Anonymous wrote these pithy words:

    This is a great presentation. Even up here in the frozen north, I am sure life is stirring underground.

    Beth, you have put me in the mood to order seeds today.

  • On 02.01.09 Anonymous wrote these pithy words:

    ‘coiled energy stored in my sister seeds’… I just loved this, Beth! And I loved how you made each photo a tiny bit bigger! Brilliant!

  • On 02.01.09 beth wrote these pithy words:

    Dear Deborah, KiteHorse, Sandy C, Christine, Sandy Four Winds–

    Thank you for your comments–they have slowed down my thoughts and my day.

    KiteHorse, that is a most powerful story from the heart of your child…it is now treasured by me, and I’m sure by many others who have/will ready this post.

    Christine, your post made me cry already.  Thank you.

    Sandy Four Winds–yes, ordering seeds seems to be about all I want to accomplish for today!

    Glad some are enjoying the John Hiatt YouTube video.  He’s an amazing artist.

    Thanks again for stopping by and sitting for a cup of tea.  

  • On 02.01.09 Anonymous wrote these pithy words:

    Lovely poem, beautifully expressed.

  • On 02.01.09 Anonymous wrote these pithy words:

    I enjoyed watching the Spring sprouting.

  • On 02.02.09 DancesWL wrote these pithy words:

    You’ve done it again, my friend.  The beauty, poignancy and spirituality of your poem create in me a need to be concise and not waste one word in praise since you so efficiently used each word in your poem, phenomenal.

  • On 02.02.09 Anonymous wrote these pithy words:

    "In the ‘hood

    I hear the lilac roots

    gossiping about the big world out there."

    I enjoyed the poem, and its mates, the evolution of the plant in visual mode, and the video. But most of all, I imagined myself listening to the toot of plants, and gossiping right alone with them. Thought provoking, indeed.

  • On 02.02.09 beth wrote these pithy words:

    Hi Anthony, Maggie, Dances, Amias–

    Glad you all stopped by and are enjoying this post–warms my little plant heart!

  • On 02.02.09 Anonymous wrote these pithy words:

    Mother Nature’s ‘nuther song.  It’s hard to tell what goes on with those plants when we aren’t around.  ;-)

    I like the way John Hiatt does it.  He is new to me (where have I been?).

    We had an editorial in today’s paper by Amy Goldman Koss that echoed your second verse of the lyrics.  It also echoed the bigger picture of what is happening to my Grandpa:

    "My own knees crackle at the thought of sitting on the floor, my hands ache in the morning and I pee whenever I cough.  The history of my species … gives me reason to suspect that symptoms of age are not likely to reverse."  And on to getting old vs. dying–totally dead …

    This must be the season for thoughts in this vein, I haven’t seen the phase of the moon lately, have you (a few days ago it was a sliver)?

    ..

  • On 02.02.09 Anonymous wrote these pithy words:

    Hi Beth,

    This is a good one! I especially like what you’ve done with the photo. it’s the same one but you elude that it’s "growing" by the image sizes. you use the concept slowly very well throughout the piece.

  • On 02.02.09 Anonymous wrote these pithy words:

    this made me long for spring.

  • On 02.02.09 beth wrote these pithy words:

    Jim, floreta and totomai–

    Thanks for stopping by–

    Jim, I believe the moon is waxing, and it’s about a quarter moon, as of last night.  

    I did really love your poem this week–thanks for the vulnerability!

    floreta–just went over to your blog and saw what you’d done for the prompt–brava as always!

    totomai–I love your work.  Hope you keep on keepin’ on.  Your link didn’t work on your comment above, so for anyone wanting to visit, here’ the link:

    http://www.myshutterspace.com/photo/photo/show?id=1177697%3APhoto%3A424605

  • On 02.02.09 Anonymous wrote these pithy words:

    Beautifully worded and illustrated. I love the warmth and continuity expressed here.

    I got a bit lost in the Virtual Tea House so I’ll repeat what I said elsewhere (I’m not sure who’s poem I commented on). Beth, I’ve added the Virtual tea House to my blogroll and I think I’ve subscribed to the feed, which is how I found you. Over the last couple of weeks, when I’ve not been able to use Mr Linky, I got ‘no profile available’ when I clicked on your name. I have been trying to come here. Anyway, all is now well.

  • On 02.02.09 Anonymous wrote these pithy words:

    Hope and inspiration wind deep into the root. Excellent…

  • On 02.02.09 Anonymous wrote these pithy words:

    ..so beautifully written..many thanks for this..

  • On 02.03.09 Anonymous wrote these pithy words:

    the whole poem is wonderful, the idea of thinking about the world from the plant perspective. But I think I like best the lines:

    In the ‘hood

    I hear the lilac roots

    gossiping about the big world out there.

  • On 02.03.09 Anonymous wrote these pithy words:

    Very lovely poem.  Thank you for sharing.

  • On 02.03.09 beth wrote these pithy words:

    Carole, Tumblewords, zoya, sue and Sharon–

    Thanks for stopping by–

    Carole, glad you can connect now.  It’s hard sometimes not being on ‘blogger’.  

    For explanation–this is a multi-blogger site.  I write the most, but there are several other bloggers who also write, one of them is now writing for One Single Impression–Dances With Loons.  

    Tumblewords–thank you for your encouraging words.

    zoya–you are always so gracious!

    sue–thanks–glad you liked the lines aobut the roots–you should know, root lady!

    Sharon–nice to see you here!

  • On 02.04.09 Anonymous wrote these pithy words:

    I love the connection with plant life…I guess cause I enjoy playing in the dirt! Nice

  • On 02.04.09 Anonymous wrote these pithy words:

    I love the idea of the roots gossiping.

  • On 02.04.09 beth wrote these pithy words:

    Regina Marie and Nathalie–

    Honored to have you both stop by for a cup of innocuous root-gossip tea!

  • On 02.06.09 Anonymous wrote these pithy words:

    I must add this song to my playlist, thanks Beth.  Beautiful and soothing words. LOVED this post!

  • On 02.06.09 Anonymous wrote these pithy words:

    beautiful poem Beth, you capture the movement and curiosity so well.

  • On 02.06.09 beth wrote these pithy words:

    This poem is posted to Christine’s blog Abbey of the Arts, ‘poetry party’ for the prompt: ‘stirring in the belly’.  It’s got some lovely poems posted to this theme, revolving around Imbolc, Candlemas, St. Bridgid’s and Groundhog Day.  Check it out…and write your own poem and post it to Christine’s blog and then to your own with a link, por favor!

    http://abbeyofthearts.com/blog/2009/02/02/invitation-to-poetry-stirring-in-the-belly/

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