Tag Archives: Sun

A NOTE OF SUN, A NOTE OF GRAY

Posted on August 23, 2025 by elainedanforth

I. Quite a nice thing to notehow wonderful it can beto liveon an ordinary sunny morning. II. And when a cloak of graybedecks the skythere is a pleasant softnessto my contemplativemorning eye, A respite from sharp bright and heat,that, on … Continue reading →

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DECEMBER SHINE

Posted on December 15, 2024 by elainedanforth

There is a shinedown from the sun–intermittent, spotty,muted or obscured though it may be. . . Which, when I bend my head,my mind, my eye to it,can brighten up my daythough the day quite quiet be,and slow– perhaps a little … Continue reading →

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A SUNNY SUNDAY, ONE LATE MAY

Posted on May 26, 2024 by elainedanforth

A day of light,a day of brightand broad, and maybe even deep,rippling reflection. . . a day to actand play, do a little work, and make time forrestoration, introspection. A chance to livea chunk of lifewell-lived, and,of what you deeply … Continue reading →

Posted in Medium Length Poems, Poetry, Seasons, Spring, Summer | Tagged Give and take, Month of May, Play, Reflection, Sun, Work | Leave a comment

THE GIFT OF ORDINARY, SUMMERY SUN

Posted on May 20, 2024 by elainedanforth

‘Tis by good gracethis ordinarysummery sunshould shinein this particular time and place. . . Rays come downin warm and gentle streamand, opportunitiesto bask oneself in itabound. It’s about as good a groundas anything,as I have found, seeming common though it … Continue reading →

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LET ME WRITE, LET ME RIGHT

Posted on August 13, 2023 by elainedanforth

Let me writelet me rightwhat needs settingback aright–at least the subset of all that,which will agreeto bend thus to my will– unlikethe already earthward saggingweeping willowor the night flight or relentless calling,of a whippoorwill. Let me writea little pieceto bring … Continue reading →

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THIS ONE BREATH

Posted on October 10, 2021 by elainedanforth

This one breath. . .this one ray of morning sun. . at oncethe only one with whichI know I’m blessed, and yet I itchto count this dayas just the firstof a living, breathing,eye light seeing,week to come. Impatientand imperfectthough I … Continue reading →

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SUNDAY AND ITS SPECIAL SUN AND DAY

Posted on May 16, 2021 by elainedanforth

It’s Sunday. Note the sunwithin the day,even if, for now,from where we are,above, beyond a seeming ground of clouds,it may merely showas a fuzzy wide bright place,or a veiled circle glowshone through skyof seeming gray. And this Sunday,notice, too,the day … Continue reading →

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SAVOR THIS

Posted on January 29, 2019 by elainedanforth

Savor that taste. . . that breath. . . that cheering beam of light. . . there is no knowing beyond that. . . Some more may come, for you to see– but looms too the possibility that before or … Continue reading →

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THE SANDS OF TIME FLOW INTO WINTER

Posted on November 9, 2018 by elainedanforth

The hour glass allows the sands to run– it doesn’t ask what you might want. . . Right through the eight-shaped bulbs grains flow straight down, and curve into a rounded heap, be it in fog light flat or intermittent … Continue reading →

Posted in Autumn, Poetic Musing (Longer Poems), Poetry, Seasons, Uncategorized, Winter | Tagged Crows, Day, Fall Leaves, Heart, Hourglass, Light, Night, Orion, Plea, Prayer, Roots, Sands of time, Stars, Sun, Trees | Leave a comment

SATURDAY SINKING INTO SENTIENCE

Posted on August 25, 2018 by elainedanforth

Saturday. .. sinking into sentience, shrinking regret and petty penitence, to let heart flower in its way. . . remembering one’s deep importance, as, almost imperceptibly the August day before us glib and glorious dawns, waxes, wanes and shortens, awaiting … Continue reading →

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