Tag Archives: poetry

wednesday wisdom: sweet spontaneous

sweet, spontaneous earth at matcha bar, brooklyn.

sweet, spontaneous earth at matcha bar, brooklyn.


O Sweet Spontaneous

O sweet spontaneous
earth how often have
the
doting

fingers of
prurient philosophers pinched
and

poked
thee
, has the naughty thumb
of science prodded
thy

beauty                  how
often have religions taken
thee upon their scraggy knees
squeezing and

buffeting thee that thou mightest conceive
gods
(but
true

to the incomparable
couch of death thy
rhythmic
lover

thou answerest

them only with

spring)

e.e. cummings

{p.s. it’s National Poetry Month. we’re celebrating. xxS}

wednesday wisdom: it’s earth day, and we’re still on that plant porn kick

sara little yoga blog magnolia nybg

the ny botanical garden, magnolia trees, perfect saturday afternoon.


Come slowly – Eden! (205)

Come slowly – Eden!
Lips unused to Thee –
Bashful – sip thy Jessamines –
As the fainting Bee –

Reaching late his flower,
Round her chamber hums –
Counts his nectars –
Enters – and is lost in Balms.

Emily Dickinson

{p.s. it’s National Poetry Month. we’re celebrating. xxS}
{p.p.s. the New York Botanical Garden got in on that, too}

wednesday wisdom: tax day poetry, the good life

sara little yoga blog nyc good life
The Good Life

When some people talk about money
They speak as if it were a mysterious lover
Who went out to buy milk and never
Came back, and it makes me nostalgic
For the years I lived on coffee and bread,
Hungry all the time, walking to work on payday
Like a woman journeying for water
From a village without a well, then living
One or two nights like everyone else
On roast chicken and red wine.

Tracy K. Smith, via MTA’s Poetry In Motion

{p.s. it’s National Poetry Month. we’re celebrating. xxS}

wednesday wisdom: re-examine

via soul-surfer.tumblr.com

via soul-surfer.tumblr.com

Re-examine all you have been told in school or church or in any book, and dismiss whatever insults your own soul; and your very flesh shall be a great poem, and have the richest fluency, not only in its words, but in the silent lines of its lips and face, and between the lashes of your eyes, and in every motion and joint of your body.
– Walt Whitman, preface to Leaves of Grass

{p.s. it’s National Poetry Month. we’re celebrating. xxS}

wednesday wisdom: the resting place of my soul

Vogue China by Camila Akrans, October 2014.

Vogue China by Camila Akrans, October 2014.

The resting place of my soul is a beautiful garden where my knowledge of you lives.
Kahlil Gibran, via (it.s) plant porn

{p.s. it’s National Poetry Month. let’s celebrate. xxS}

wednesday wisdom: i wish i could show you

via prettygirlsandbourbon.com

via prettygirlsandbourbon.com

I wish I could show you,
when you are lonely or in darkness,
the astonishing light
of your own being.

– Hafiz of Shiraz

wednesday wisdom: the two roomies (rumi & roomie)

sara little yoga blog ova hamer

Ova Hamer.

Be crumbled.
So wild flowers will come up
Where you are.
You have been stony for too many years.
Try something different.
Surrender.
Rumi

It’s impossible to be both in the present moment and running stories in your mind. So let the stories go.
Roomie