Tag: color

steeped in a bowl of summertime

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Shed reason and frets so that what is left is a lean asceticism, a looking not at the world but into it.
~ Ellen Meloy, The Anthropology of Turquoise

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I used to wonder why the sea was blue at a distance
and green close up
and colorless for that matter in your hands.
A lot of life is like that.
A lot of life is just a matter of learning to like blue.

~ Miriam Pollard, The Listening God

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Colors challenge language to encompass them.
~ Ellen Meloy, The Anthropology of Turquoise

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Turquoise is the stone of the desert. It is the color of yearning.
~ Ellen Meloy, The Anthropology of Turquoise

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In some prayers the words for turquoise and water were interchangeable.
~ Ellen Meloy, The Anthropology of Turquoise

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To protect yourself from lightning, the Navajo say,
wear a bead of turquoise in your hair.
The Navajo divinity Changing Woman,
so named because she is life springing from nothing
and a woman who renews her youth each season,
lives in a house with a turquoise door
and four footprints of turquoise leading to a turquoise room.
Changing Woman looks through binoculars of rock crystal,
the stone of light beams and fire
and a natural ally of turquoise.

~ Ellen Meloy, The Anthropology of Turquoise

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I have always kept ducks, he said, even as a child,
and the colours of the plumage,
in particular the dark green and snow white,
seemed to me the only possible answers to the questions that are on my mind.

~ W. G. Sebald, The Rings of Saturn

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i am

Vintage

vintage

i am

Vast

vast.

i am

Hot

the hottest
part of the flame
with plenty
of wick
remaining.

i am

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strips of fabric
torn to find the
true grain
then
woven together
into a
whole cloth.

i

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bloom

i

Birds

soar

i

Reflect

reflect

i

Rainbow

refract.

i

Mountains

stand tall –
majestic, even –
but am learning
to let things
crumble
and fall
when it’s time.

i am

Layers

layers

and

Light

light

and

Gifts

gifts
yet unwrapped.

i am
at one with
the world of

Blue

so many ways

All things are symbolic by their very nature
and all talk of something beyond themselves.
~Thomas Merton

There are

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so many ways

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to see

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a dahlia,

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each of them

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beautiful

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in their own

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unique

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way

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if you ask me.

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and i can’t help

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but wonder

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how different things would be if

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we could see

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people

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as dahlias.

’tis the season

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i saunter and skip
through
nature’s crayon box containing at least 64 colors,
occasionally stumbling
into a hole
where the turning
sharpens
my perception,
my empathy,
my compassion.

(and maybe, just maybe
the turning
twists my ankle, too
but that’s far too specific
and not nearly
poetic enough to be the point.)

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