So beautiful. So sad. Thank you for this gift of beauty. This gift of hope. Your words resonate so very deeply in this darkness. But the rose. The beautiful rose!
This grips me in the back of my throat and won’t let go. I yearn for optimism for the rose. Now, brown leaves curl and crunch beneath my feet, where only a short time ago they were bright green, thriving with others in their enormous leaf community that felt so safe, so sure, so certain.
Thank you for this, this morning especially, as my inbox gets choked with breathless, thoughtless political assessments. What you’ve written here is a much more important assessment of what we face, reminding me of the importance of the rose and of all the Lorcas at risk in the coming time, as they and all artists have in times before. I would point us to Maria Popova’s missive this morning “A Lighthouse for Dark Times,”:
Exquisite.
Janisse, I think of all your poems, this is my favorite. It is delivered with passion, accompanied by deep insight and a sense of time and place.
Full moon. Black night.
This touched me deeply. Thank you
So beautiful. So sad. Thank you for this gift of beauty. This gift of hope. Your words resonate so very deeply in this darkness. But the rose. The beautiful rose!
This grips me in the back of my throat and won’t let go. I yearn for optimism for the rose. Now, brown leaves curl and crunch beneath my feet, where only a short time ago they were bright green, thriving with others in their enormous leaf community that felt so safe, so sure, so certain.
So beautiful and evocative. This one will stay with me in the darkness, and the light to come.
Thank you for this, this morning especially, as my inbox gets choked with breathless, thoughtless political assessments. What you’ve written here is a much more important assessment of what we face, reminding me of the importance of the rose and of all the Lorcas at risk in the coming time, as they and all artists have in times before. I would point us to Maria Popova’s missive this morning “A Lighthouse for Dark Times,”:
https://mailchi.mp/themarginalian/lighthouse?e=093dae8252
Thank you, Janisse, for returning, for writing, for hope. And for roses.
So powerful. Sending love.
Love this! So poignant!
I love this channeling of Lorca and the final hope for roses.
Thank you for the beauty.
I learned Spanish to read Lorca. Thanks for the beautiful poem and a morning cry.
"I learned Spanish to read Lorca." That is a line for the history books. Thank you, Leakie.
Wow, just Wow!
Thank you.