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There are encounters in the wild when beauty and grace hit with the power and immediacy of lightning, sacred moments when spirit reveals itself to us and moves through us with such impact that it becomes a part of us, a part of our energy and moves through the breath, coloring our speech, giving shape to our story, our language.
Presence
Stepped out onto the back deck this morning and froze. A big, thick four
point buck walking past the fire pit below me. He turned his head briefly,
listening momentarily. Sniffed the air, but I was upwind of him. I watched
as he demolished a sapling aspen as he raked it repeatedly with his antlers.
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This prose poem came from an occurrence yesterday, a sudden and close-up encounter with the wild. Beautiful and powerful, so close and intimate, like a lightening bolt in it’s instant. I am adding this to my collection of prose poems for now. It is not a usual form I work with, but it has it’s place, and one day it will have it’s place in a manuscript amongst its other wild kin.
I have a manuscript, Deepening the Map being considered for publication, another manuscript, Owl Light nearly ready to submit. I am also making marked headway on my novel Lost Dog and frequently contributing to my novel jam and very excited to have dreamed an epic dream which i am excited to write into an amazing novel or series called searth. More on that later.
If you like this poem, consider reading a few of my new poems on my blog and checking out my book Span (Rhizome Publishing 2011, 2012,) Rhizome Publishing has gone out of business, and although my book is now out of print, I do have a few copies left at home, contact me to purchase them via my blogsite using PayPal or by check or money order $14.00 includes shipping and handling. The cover art by Mathias Valdez of Last Leaf Printing takes the book as object” concept to a lovely level. Span also makes a great, inexpensive gift for the book or nature lover on your list.
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In the moment just after my Beloved left for work, I noticed a miracle in the arms of a tree and this poem vibrated through my heart and hummed in my breath until my fingertips could touch these keys.
to tell you that . . .
The heart, is a bird-nest in an apple tree
made of simple things found commonly
fragile and light, but nestled . . .
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~ David Anthony Martin
copyright 2013
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This poem is part of my current notebook which may be working its way towards being called The Trick To Tying Balloons.
I have a manuscript, Deepening the Map being considered for publication, another manuscript, Owl Light nearly ready to submit. I am also making marked headway on my novel Lost Dog and frequently contributing to my novel jam and very excited to have dreamed an epic dream which i am excited to write into an amazing novel or series called searth. More on that later.
If you like this poem, consider reading a few of my new poems on my blog and checking out my book Span (Rhizome Publishing 2011, 2012,) Rhizome Publishing has gone out of business, and although my book is now out of print, I do have a few copies left at home, contact me to purchase them via my blogsite using PayPal or by check or money order $14.00 includes shipping and handling.
The cover art by Mathias Valdez of Last Leaf Printing takes the book as object” concept to a lovely level. Span also makes a great, inexpensive gift for the book or nature lover on your list.
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I have been noting much of the early Spring miracles as of late, the unique quality of this time of year in Colorado is that it transcends seasons, some days are golden and balmy and I am grinning at the sprouted poppies and caressing new subtle colors in the thin skin of trees and the next day a soft blizzard comes to whiten and water the world, but a surprising thing happened this evening, something about the quality of light and stillness that evoked a summer morning memory when I was working on the Hobbs Family Farm in Avondale, Colorado.
nightlight
nights ink fills in the spaces between tree trunks
the moon spreads herself softly as snowlight
in the limbs of apple trees is that same stillness
remembered flashing in white patches on wings
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~ David Anthony Martin
copyright 2013
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More about the Hobbs Family Farm can be found on their Facebook page or at the website for their organic Farm Direct Seed Company.
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This poem is part of my current notebook. I have a manuscript, Deepening the Map being considered for publication, another manuscript, Owl Light nearly ready to submit and well on my way with this next notebook toward another manuscript in the works. I am also making great headway on my novel Lost Dog.
If you like this poem, consider reading a few of my new poems on my blog and checking out my book Span (Rhizome Publishing 2011, 2012) which will soon be out of print, but currently can still be purchased as an eBook and read on most devices or as a beautiful paperback to be held in your hands and taken with you on your day. The cover art by Mathias Valdez of Last Leaf Printing takes the book as object” concept to a lovely level. Span also makes a great, inexpensive gift for the book or nature lover on your list.
If you are unable to find a distributor with available copies, I do have a few copies left at home, contact me to purchase them via my blogsite and PayPal.
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Leave a comment | tags: acres, americana, apple, Beulah, birds, buddhism, colorado, crops, dan hobbs, david a martin, david anthony martin, david martin, daybreak, Deepening the Map, farm, farm direct seed company, farmers, farming, fields, garlic, hobbs family farm, human ecology, humanist, light, memory, moon, moonlight, morning, nature poetry, night, nighthawk, onions, Owl Light, poem, poet, poetry, Ranger Martin, Ranger Pine, rural, snow, span, spiritual, spiritual humanist, spring, stars, sunrise, taoism, toltec, trees, warrior, western, winter, zen | posted in Poetry, Uncategorized, Writings1
On this first day of Spring, Stanley Kunitz just slayed me with a line about his imagining the snakes in his garden to have gone underground now that the nights had gotten cold prior to the coming of winter and “before the sickle frost” in his poem The Snakes of September.
The link takes you to a snippet of an interview where he reads the poem.
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These sunny days after the recent snows have been so cold, but from inside looking out the window each morning I see the sunlight move down Middle Creek Canyons walls and south-facing Mountain Shrubland slopes and slip silently into the Ponderosa Pine ecosystem gracing and touching everything with its yellow, golden light, illuminating the richness of the ruddy pine bark and the lichen but especially making the snow laden landscape glow with brilliance.
moment
sun presses honey slips
silently touching pines
parting snowy scrim
flake capped bundles
silent milk wide swaths
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~David Anthony Martin, copyright 2013
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This poem is part of my current notebook. I have a manuscript, Deepening the Map being considered for publication, another manuscript, Owl Light nearly ready to submit and well on my way with this next notebook toward another manuscript in the works.
If you like this poem, consider reading a few of my new poems on my blog and checking out my book Span (Rhizome Publishing 2011, 2012) which will soon be out of print, but currently can still be purchased as an eBook and read on most devices or as a beautiful paperback to be held in your hands and taken with you on your day. The cover art by Mathias Valdez of Last Leaf Printing takes the book as object” concept to a lovely level. Span also makes a great, inexpensive gift for the book or nature lover on your list.
If you are unable to find a distributor with available copies, I do have a few copies left at home, contact me to purchase them via my blogsite and PayPal.
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To buy Span now with Paypal, Click on image below.
Span | A Collection of Poems by David A. Martin
Paperback, 144 pages.
$9.95 + tax and shipping.
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This poem was written after coming in from snow shoveling and having another incident of a reoccuring where the movement of the prayer flags brought to mind an illusion of something else, some other possibility which my mind threw up as a perceptual option with which to “see” reality. It points to the nature of the mind. I also enjoyed the consideration that our breathing is much akin to the relationship and intended function of the prayer flag, that interdependent atmosphere of wind or breath becoming a relational connection to all carrying our spirit and influence outward as well as receiving the spirit or influence of all inward.
prayer flags
the mind regularly mistakes
porch corner’s prayer flags fluttering
for the hummingbird corner of my eye
at times it sees a squirrel on the rail
moving in increments to the napping spot
last fall their leaf colors caught my eye
turning … [MORE]
~David Anthony Martin, copyright 2013
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If you like this poem, consider reading a few of my new poems on my blog and checking out my book Span (Rhizome Publishing 2011, 2012) which can be purchased as an eBook and read on most devices or as a beautiful paperback to be held in your hands and taken with you on your day. The cover art by Mathias Valdez of Last Leaf Printing takes the book as object” concept to a lovely level. Span also makes a great, inexpensive gift for the book or nature lover on your list.
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To buy Span now with Paypal, Click on image below.
Span | A Collection of Poems by David A. Martin
Paperback, 144 pages.
$9.95 + tax and shipping.
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This is a poem, a haiku, I found in a lightning moment. The bluebirds, who have not migrated this year and who normally arc and swoop through the sunbeams over the road, lying in the snow, tucked and snuggled up into the downy arms of winter, a spectacle of transformation from something so joyous and beautiful to something unknown, unutterable and entirely beyond my vision. Currently part of my winter journal, it may be included in the manuscript I am working on, Owl Light.
Bluebird
wheeling abandon
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This is a poem, a haiku, I found in a lightning moment. The bluebirds, who have not migrated this year and who normally arc and swoop through the sunbeams over the road, lying in the snow, tucked and snuggled up into the downy arms of winter, a spectacle of transformation from something so joyous and beautiful to something unknown, unutterable and entirely beyond my vision. Currently part of my winter journal, it may be included in the manuscript I am working on, Owl Light.
If you like this poem, consider reading a few of my new poems on my blog and checking out my book Span (Rhizome Publishing 2011, 2012) which can be purchased as an eBook and read on most devices or as a beautiful paperback to be held in your hands and taken with you on your day. The cover art by Mathias Valdez of Last Leaf Printing takes the book as object” concept to a lovely level. Span also makes a great, inexpensive gift for the book or nature lover on your list.
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To buy Span now with Paypal, Click on image below.
Span | A Collection of Poems by David A. Martin
Paperback, 144 pages.
$9.95 + tax and shipping.
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setting up house
You emerge from behind the curtain of the bedroom
clothed in winter’s black and grey, soft shirt
unbuttoned sweater
with our best eye we frame what nature presents us
smiling back at us over it’s shoulder
as it flies to where we cannot go . . .
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If you like this poem, consider reading a few of my new poems on my blog and checking out my book Span (Rhizome Publishing 2011, 2012) which can be purchased as an eBook and read on most devices or as a beautiful paperback to be held in your hands and taken with you on your day. The cover art by Mathias Valdez of Last Leaf Printing takes the book as object” concept to a lovely level. Span also makes a great, inexpensive gift for the book or nature lover on your list.
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To buy Span now with Paypal, Click on image below.
Span | A Collection of Poems by David A. Martin
Paperback, 144 pages.
$9.95 + tax and shipping.
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in search of snow
sunday, and choosing not to kneel down in the fabrications of man,
much preferring my sun-star seen through fir forests, and to walk grinning
on the surface of the lake’s icy reflection and listen to it muse to itself,
to pass through mountain meadows wheeling with a murder of crows, where
the winter solstice-bound sun was waving in the knee-high seed-heads,
beaver ponds frozen and pondered, mysteries of ice formations and rainbows
in the clouds, . . . [More]
Read the entire poem on my blog
Photo: Copyright Amy Martin 2012
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If you like this poem, consider reading a few of my new poems on my blog and checking out my book Span (Rhizome Publishing 2011, 2012) which can be purchased as an eBook and read on most devices or as a beautiful paperback to be held in your hands and taken with you on your day. The cover art by Mathias Valdez of Last Leaf Printing takes the book as object” concept to a lovely level. Span also makes a great, inexpensive gift for the book or nature lover on your list.
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To buy Span now with Paypal, Click on image below.
Span | A Collection of Poems by David A. Martin
Paperback, 144 pages.
$9.95 + tax and shipping.
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cottonwood midlife
cottonwoods, coming to leafless terms
with the lessoning light of the season
can now, so softly and safely reveal
the secreted nurseries of bird nests
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If you like this poem, consider reading a few of my new poems on my blog and checking out my book Span (Rhizome Publishing 2011, 2012) which can be purchased as an eBook and read on most devices or as a beautiful paperback to be held in your hands and taken with you on your day. The cover art by Mathias Valdez of Last Leaf Printing takes the book as object” concept to a lovely level. Span also makes a great, inexpensive gift for the book or nature lover on your list.
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To buy Span now with Paypal, Click on image below.
Span | A Collection of Poems by David A. Martin
Paperback, 144 pages.
$9.95 + tax and shipping.
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an illuminated path of heart 