Sunday, February 14, 2010

Our Hearth, A Valentine for the Bloggosphere

Friday, January 29 people from all over Sonoma County came to the Main Library to honor our new 2010-2011 Poet Laureate, Gwynn O'Gara. She—and the previous poets laureate who read before her—gave plenty of evidence that we produce more than great wine in this gorgeous, fertile land north of San Francisco.

Gwynn's poetry reading included this gem, a poem fitting for Valentine's Day, at least for people like me, an older person who has been married for many years.

Here's hoping that you enjoy Our Hearth as much as I have....



Our Hearth

I was so sad before you came
and though you filled me with sadness
it was another sadness
and it made mine disappear
perhaps mine vanished into yours

together we fought them off
making a place for them in our home
they nestle together by the fire
and who knows which belongs to you
and which belongs to me

the black and white coats
of youth are gone
their fur now is golden
the honey of wild bees
the sweetness of one field joined with another

 
—Gwynn O’Gara

8 comments:

steven said...

dan that's so beautiful! what luck to be able to hear and read insight like that! thanks for popping it up here my friend! steven

Dan Gurney said...

Yes, poetry readings are popping up all over around here. I love to go to them. I love reading your poetic blog. I'm thinking of posting up my "waterfall" response to your post today as a post here in its own right.

Jennifer said...

Beautiful as always.

Dan Gurney said...

Thanks, Jennifer. Gwynn's poetry is arresting... so good.

Bonnie, Original Art Studio said...

I so enjoy descriptions of mature love. There's a texture and depth not usually experienced in poems dealing with romance and lust (though they have their place too!). Adore that last line.

Dan Gurney said...

Hi, Bonnie...

Lust and romance are definitely more commonplace than mature love. Lust and romance are far more likely to find their way into poems, novels, movies, plays, and the like. Hormones speak with loud and urgent voices.

Maturity tends to speak quietly, only if asked, and then maybe not unless asked to speak repeatedly.

Mature love is a rarer entity, just as you note. As I've said in other places, I think Eastern philosophies have a much more useful and helpful map for "love" than Western philosophies do.

For me lust is one thing; love is something quite different altogether and not really even in the same category.

Sarah Lulu said...

So delightful ...and you ...are mentioned in my blog today. xxxx

Dan Gurney said...

Thanks, Sarah Lulu. Your family is delightful. May all your wishes come true. (Wish Carefully!!)