poetry – the Everyday

Vegitable Faith

Despite the worst of entropy A bean will burst in ecstasy Divine delight A lumbar leap Invisible, yet constant flight

Turn my face to the sun and close my eyes red Hope in my heart Hope in the bulbs fresh burst from the frost lock

This is also available as a print here.

Is it absence? The state or quality of being [is] unable to distinguish Is it lack of knowledge? Human deficiency? Is it light deficiency?

The adjacent possible is Rubbing shoulders Bouncing off ideas One idea leads to the next Two people love each other and then a baby comes

Here is a delightful poem that I came across as we moved books this weekend. It was a refreshing antidote to the overly simplistic message