Common Enchantments

By MaryElizaR

A poem I found

 Planet by  Catherine Pierce

This morning this planet is covered by winds and blue.

This morning this planet glows with dustless perfect light,

enough that I can see one million sharp leaves

from where I stand. I walk on this planet, its hard-packed

 dirt and prickling grass, and I don’t fall off. I come down

soft if I choose, hard if I choose. I never float away.

Sometimes I want to be weightless on this planet, and so

 I wade into a brown river or dive through a wave

and for a while feel nothing under my feet. Sometimes

I want to hear what it was like before the air, and so I duck

under the water and listen to the muted hums. I’m ashamed

 to say that most days I forget this planet. That most days

I think about dentist appointments and plagiarists

and the various ways I can try to protect my body from itself.

 Last weekend I saw Jupiter through a giant telescope,

its storm stripes, four of its sixty-seven moons, and was filled

with fierce longing, bitter that instead of Ganymede or Europa,

I had only one moon floating in my sky, the moon

 called Moon, its face familiar and stale.

 But this morning

I stepped outside and the wind nearly knocked me down.

This morning I stepped outside and the blue nearly

 crushed me. This morning this planet is so loud with itself—

its winds, its insects, its grackles and mourning doves—

that I can hardly hear my own lamentations. This planet.

All its grooved bark, all its sand of quartz and bones

 and volcanic glass, all its creeping thistle lacing the yards

with spiny purple. I’m trying to come down soft today.

I’m trying to see this place even as I’m walking through it.

I had something else in mind for my blip today but then this poem came to me from something I was looking at on the internet.   And I had taken this photo this morning of the blue sky with just a wispy couple of clouds so it seemed that it just went together.   

I just love the last lines  ... as a photographer who loves nature it just speaks right at me.  

"  I’m trying to come down soft today.
I’m trying to see this place even as I’m walking through it."

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