Monday, 26 October 2009

All This, And Heaven Too


Autumn breathes
outside a window
In a garden I knew before


Ripe colours I knew
in a different form.


Love letters
in orange and gold
trying to find their way
to free me.







- for Dr J.B.
Painting: 'Tanis' by Daniel Garber, 1915

14 comments:

A Cuban In London said...

'Love letters
in orange and gold'

That's one the most beautiful descriptions of autumn I've ever come across.

Greetings from London.

Autumn Twig said...

what lovely, thought provoking words...

Merisi said...

I agree,
A Cuban in London has already said it before,
touches the heart, your poetic autumn song.
Thank you!

Ocean Girl said...

And I thought love letters in orange and gold were old and worn out letters...I must be so detached!

staceyjwarner said...

I agree with Cuban in London, "love letter in orange and gold" is magnificent...

much love

Isabel said...

Beautiful fall love letters, Shaista !

Now, you do have to try those roasted chestnuts :) Thank you for your lovely comment.

Also I'm wondering...how are you liking Shaffer's book? I am rather inclined to read it.

Did you ever read the Elegance of the Hedgehog by Muriel Barbery? I truly enjoyed it.

Transatlantic salutations!

Isabel

Maggie May said...

you free yourself in your beautiful observations

Yin said...

Gorgeous! There's a tree down the road that we pass every day on the way to nursery - it's a maple but it must be a particular species because unlike most other maples around it's a blazing red and gold and unlike most Acers, toweringly enormous!

Will try to take a picture for you one day!

RNSANE said...

Such beautiful, poetic words, like Mother Nature's paintbrush.

Thanks for visiting my blog. Things are going well with my mom...she doesn't cook any more, Shaista - only makes do with t.v. dinners which is why I try to make special meals during my time with her.

For most of my childhood, until I went away to nursing school myself, she was an office nurse for a wonderful general practitioner in Columbus who took care primarily of poor patients, taking pay in what they had - crops such as corn, beans, tomatoes, etc, and making house calls out in the country up to fifty miles away. I grew up, accompanying him, and helping out in the office, often working when my mom was on vacation. He was the one who inspired me to become a nurse...along with my mom, of course. I worked in psychiatry and the O. R. until the last 21 years, when I became a forensic nurse, doing adult and child sexual assault cases. I was one of the founding members of the International Assn of Forensic Nurses which helped our specialty gain official recognition as a nursing specialty.

RNSANE said...

Such beautiful, poetic words, like Mother Nature's paintbrush.

Thanks for visiting my blog. Things are going well with my mom...she doesn't cook any more, Shaista - only makes do with t.v. dinners which is why I try to make special meals during my time with her.

For most of my childhood, until I went away to nursing school myself, she was an office nurse for a wonderful general practitioner in Columbus who took care primarily of poor patients, taking pay in what they had - crops such as corn, beans, tomatoes, etc, and making house calls out in the country up to fifty miles away. I grew up, accompanying him, and helping out in the office, often working when my mom was on vacation. He was the one who inspired me to become a nurse...along with my mom, of course. I worked in psychiatry and the O. R. until the last 21 years, when I became a forensic nurse, doing adult and child sexual assault cases. I was one of the founding members of the International Assn of Forensic Nurses which helped our specialty gain official recognition as a nursing specialty.

Yoli said...

Lovely!

Jeanne-ming said...

Dearest friend,
I love our quiet chats.
What a cool freind, 94 and a new computer. Oh wow, her life will change!

Was honored beyond good words by a message from your Mother. Even across the ocean and a continent I can hear her heart beat for you. Moved me to work on a new painting.

You and you framily are inspiring.

Keep that poetry coming. I love on it.

TheChicGeek said...

Beautiful description of a love lost, "in a garden I knew before." This is how this speaks to me. So lovely :)

Thank You!

Renee said...

Beautiful Shiasta.

Love Renee xoxo

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