Tuesday, January 12, 2010

Poem of Night


Welcome, Friend,
to the Time of Mystery

click on photos to enter deepest night

"The man who has seen the rising moon break out of the clouds at midnight

has been present like an archangel at the creation of light and of the world"

Ralph Waldo Emerson

"No sight is more productive of awe than is the night sky."

Llewelyn Powys

Poems written upon awakening at dawn are called aubades.

"The breeze at dawn has secrets to tell you.

Don't go back to sleep.



Watching a small film called Three Days of Rain
inspired the poem below.
Some of you know that my Hawaii novel Aloha Where You Like Go
largely takes place in a Honolulu taxi at night.
The film took me right back to the taxi - and to the sacred night. . .
At the bottom of this blog you will see the cover of my book.
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Things seen at night
fill me with delight.
They have a "not quite"
that somehow shows their deeper true.

All cats are gray
and pass on little mist feet.

A raindrop's path
down a pane of glass
is the timeline of an empire
too much to know:
freezing Master Mind.
Inconsequential words
are freighted with

Inner seas hold sway-
till the light changes
and we continue
on our way.

We've reached your destination;
Thanks for riding along!

ALOHA, cloudia