Humankind
We carry the trust.
It was not imposed on us,
nor are we heedless.
Sometimes the stillness stands in the woods
and lies on the lake. We move like drowned beings
through clouded waters.
Sometimes we wake to spent leaves
blowing about in the yard. A door bangs.
A woman – vigorous – shakes a rug into the wind.
The red dog shudders and rises and listens.
Uncertain light shines the grasses.
Wealth sits in inner rooms, staring.
These are our days.
Walk them.
Fear nothing.
Kerry Hardie
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I am a lecturer, poet and writing tutor. I work in teacher and medical education at the University of Exeter. My anthology Lifesaving Poems was published by Bloodaxe Books in 2015. In 2012 I published Riddance (Worple Press), a collection of poems, and Love for Now (Impress Books), a memoir, about my experience of cancer. My most recent books are Deck Shoes (Impress Books, 2019), a book of prose memoir and criticism, and The Afterlife (Worple Press, 2019). In 2023 I will publish The Wind and the Rain, my sixth collection of poems, with Blue Diode Press. My current research project, with Sue Dymoke from Nottingham Trent University and funded by the Foyle Foundation, is Young Poets' Stories: https://youngpoetsstories.com/. This blog is archived by the British Library.
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Oh my. Yes.
We are small and strong. We face what comes.
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A leaf goes where the wind blows.
No choices.
Only bowing
to the Infinite Light and Treasure
that Is within us all.
Rev. Vivian Gruenenfelder (Buddhist Monk)
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“These are our days.
Walk them.
Fear nothing.”
Thank you, again, Anthony for sharing this.
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Thanks for this. I like the last three lines especially. I am trying to live in the present moment, leaving all the bad stuff etc to unfold and taking a step or corner at a time. best wishes, Jeremy
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I find this one of the most beautiful and powerful poems I know. There is a small typo in this version though, it should be “Uncertain light shines the grasses” without the ‘in’ inbetween. Sorry for nitpicking and thank you for putting this up anyway.
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Thank you for pointing that out!
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