{"id":1212,"date":"2007-01-11T02:09:00","date_gmt":"2007-01-11T02:09:00","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/www.somewhereinnj.com\/?p=1212"},"modified":"2014-10-01T03:37:09","modified_gmt":"2014-10-01T03:37:09","slug":"borrowed","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/www.somewhereinnj.com\/?p=1212","title":{"rendered":"Borrowed"},"content":{"rendered":"

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My head still being elsewhere tonight, I offer you a borrowed painting from a wonderful artist named Alastair Proud and a borrowed poem by Mary Oliver.<\/span>
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Lonely, White Fields<\/span>
<\/span>
“Every night<\/em><\/span>
the owl<\/em><\/span>
with his wild monkey-face<\/em><\/span>
calls through the black branches,<\/em><\/span>
and the mice freeze<\/em><\/span>
and the rabbits shiver<\/em><\/span>
in the snowy fields-<\/em><\/span>
and then there is the long, deep trough of silence<\/em><\/span>
when he stops singing, and steps<\/em><\/span>
into the air.<\/em><\/span>
I don’t know<\/em><\/span>
what death’s ultimate<\/em><\/span>
purpose is, but I think<\/em><\/span>
this: whoever dreams of holding his<\/em><\/span>
life in his fist<\/em><\/span>
year after year into the hundreds of years<\/em><\/span>
has never considered the owl-<\/em><\/span>
how he comes, exhausted,<\/em><\/span>
through the snow,<\/em><\/span>
through the icy trees,<\/em><\/span>
past snags and vines, wheeling<\/em><\/span>
out of barns and church steeples,<\/em><\/span>
turning this way and that way<\/em><\/span>
through the mesh of every obstacle-<\/em><\/span>
undeterred by anything-<\/em><\/span>
filling himself time and time again<\/em><\/span>
with a red and digestible joy<\/em><\/span>
sickled up from the lonely, white fields-<\/em><\/span>
and how at daybreak,<\/em><\/span>
as though everything had been done<\/em><\/span>
that must be done, the fields<\/em><\/span>
swell with a rosy light,<\/em><\/span>
the owl fades<\/em><\/span>
back into the branches,<\/em><\/span>
the snow goes on falling<\/em><\/span>
flake after perfect flake.”<\/em><\/span>
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I’ve just recently started reading Mary Oliver’s poetry after seeing it referred to on various nature blogs. I like the way she so often relates to something in nature and surprises me with the images she creates from words. I like the feel of this poem, but I’m not sure that I understand what she is telling me here.<\/span><\/p>\n

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In other news, we had our first snow of the season today – a few snowflakes for about 30 seconds! I think they said on the news that this is the latest date on record for snow in NJ.<\/span>
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If you haven’t already, please consider submitting a photo for this Saturday’s Good Planets to me at lc-hardy AT comcast DOT net. Thanks!<\/span><\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"

My head still being elsewhere tonight, I offer you a borrowed painting from a wonderful artist named Alastair Proud and a borrowed poem by Mary Oliver.Lonely, White Fields“Every nightthe owlwith his wild monkey-facecalls through the black branches,and the mice freezeand the rabbits shiverin the snowy fields-and then there is the long, deep trough of silencewhen … Continue reading Borrowed<\/span> →<\/span><\/a><\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":[],"categories":[1],"tags":[],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.somewhereinnj.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/1212"}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.somewhereinnj.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.somewhereinnj.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.somewhereinnj.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/users\/1"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.somewhereinnj.com\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fcomments&post=1212"}],"version-history":[{"count":0,"href":"https:\/\/www.somewhereinnj.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/1212\/revisions"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.somewhereinnj.com\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fmedia&parent=1212"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.somewhereinnj.com\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fcategories&post=1212"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.somewhereinnj.com\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Ftags&post=1212"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}