October 29th, 2013

Bald Eagle


This poem comes my way today.  What does one say when floral images are replaced with images of war in what we weave?

Read the poem and why he wrote it.  http://www.poets.org/viewmedia.php/prmMID/23734

I've been re-reading Jane Hirshfield's wonderful book, Women in Praise of the Sacred, 43 Centuries of Spiritual Poetry by Women.

This morning I am struck by this poem by Chiyo-ni, who lived from 1703 to 1705.

D.T. Suzuki translated it like this:

  Oh, morning glory
  The bucket taken captive
  Water begged for.

Robert Aitken translated like this:

        The morning glory!
    It has taken the well bucket,
        I must ask elsewhere for water.

How would you respond if you came to the well and found the bucket entwined by the morning glory vine?