Friday, September 11, 2009

Abstractions of perfect peace . . .


the absolute stillness of

moonlight

melting

cloud and field and puddle

into

abstractions

of perfect peace



~ Hugh Prather
I Touch the Earth, the Earth Touches Me



Image by Martin Finlayson

11 comments:

steven said...

hi kathleen - what an absolutely gorgeous image - the sunset to the right is amazing and yet just one small piece of this really lovely scene!!! the words pick out the details and elevate the whole. very lovely. thankyou for this. steven

Derrick said...

Hi Kathleen,

Did you have to find the picture to match the words? If so, you done good! Such tranquility in both.

darsden said...

beautiful picture and poem indeed.

Alix said...

Moonlight gets me every time! Beautiful photo. Beautiful poem.

ellen abbott said...

good one.

ellen abbott said...
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ellen abbott said...

Sorry about that. I'm on dial-up here in the country and I get impatient. didn't mean to post it twice.

Rudee said...

The photo matches the poetry to absolute perfection.

Janie said...

Once again, you've found just the right photo to match the poem. I love that picture. Great moonlight on the "field and puddle" and a wonderful reddish glow over the trees to the right.

Erin Davis said...

It's been a long time since anyone I know has referenced Hugh Prather. I like him!

Mariana Soffer said...

Nice poem, beside nice context to use abstraction I love that word, although I do not really understand what it means.
But I try:
In natural language, some word meanings — especially highly abstract ones, such as those of mathematical or philosophical terms — are not or cannot be acquired through direct sensorimotor grounding. They are acquired through the composition of previously known words.

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