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These are Tay's paths.  She travels them first thing in the morning then off and on through any day.  This one,  just above here is hardest to see because the grasses grew so profusely and tall…it's almost like a tunnel.

am working on just seeing what i am looking at,  in one particular moment.   it's not easy.  i look at things and the mind immediately travels paths to the history of it and then more often to some Future  that more often  than not,  doesn't occur.   the history very spontaneously goes to some future.  I find it hard to just stay in the moment of looking and seeing.  So i am working at this and today it is Tay's Paths.   something seemingly so simple but really,  so FULL of history and future maybe's.  I need to just look.  just see.  this is important to me right now.  

 

 

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17 responses to “looking at what is there”

  1. Mo Crow Avatar

    love seeing the colours of your land in the winter light!

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  2. Tina Avatar
    Tina

    Everything looks so Golden…. rich in beauty

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  3. Michelle in NYC Avatar

    Every path has a history of footfalls, weather, and it’s wonderful just to know that.

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  4. julie Avatar

    Sounds like the name of a cloth:”Tay’s Paths.”

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    i have a private blog called looking.

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  7. Michelle in NYC Avatar

    Private – We may not look :–>

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  8. Michelle in NYC Avatar

    Grace–this appeared today – “‘Irony’ is one of six poems I’ve written on grasses in the last few years. My dad’s family is from the Pine Ridge Reservation in South Dakota and my mom’s family is from northern Idaho, yet I grew up in the Southwest. When I travel north, it’s the grasses that speak warmly in welcome and they’re what I miss most when I leave. I relish the fragrance—fresh and redolent, rich and musky at once…and the sight of breezes across the surface, a graceful oceanic sway. When I write, I write to whom or what I love the most. But it’s in absence, most especially, I find poems.”
    —Layli Long Soldier—the poem can be read/and or listened to here:
    http://academyofamericanpoets.cmail20.com/t/ViewEmail/y/FD801D0C49D70CCC/995F2A8AF40DE530C45D7BC1A387288D

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  9. Liz A Avatar

    Your winter grasses are the color of our dormant summer grasses … colors I love. And paths, Tay’s paths … yes, a memory cloth begging to be stitched methinks.
    Now I’m thinking I’ll go out and walk our trails, watching especially for the deer paths that intersect them.

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    and then…pale, straw colored

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  12. grace Avatar

    i don’t know right now, Michelle…Is it wonderful?

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  13. grace Avatar

    don’t know what to say to that

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  14. grace Avatar

    eating grass

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  15. grace Avatar

    you shared your walking to day and i came along.
    memory cloth…no. not. no. no memory cloth

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  16. jude Avatar

    not sure why i said it.

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