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Poetry night

So lately I’ve been writing a little poetry and I thought I would post this one on Winter entitled When Snow Comes Calling:

From tip to tip
And wing to wing
The view is clear
While the birds still sing

The sky is blue
The leaves have fallen
Winter will arrive
When snow comes calling

Sincerely-

       

Green Librarian

 

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Roadless roads

Today on the metrolink, for the first time in a long time, I got out a small journal I have and started to write. Maybe it’s a song, maybe it’s a poem, I don’t know but hopefully tomorrow I’ll get back to work on it. It’s entitled Roadless roads and was inspired by the paths up in the sky that the birds take, wherever their headed.

Meanwhile, today I received an e-mail from the Missouri by the Department of Conservation that described a new website entitled Great Missouri Birding Trails but unfortunately when I tried to access it tonight, it didn’t come up and so for that reason I decide do go a different route (See Flowing right along below). Funny how things change.

So now what I’ve decided to do (after already writing my usual post) is write another post about an article on the MDC website entitled “New Great Missouri Birding Trail website takes flight” by Lucas Bond. Hopefully that link will work. After all, it work this afternoon while I was at work.

Meanwhile, tomorrow the kids and I will be heading over to Amphibian Night to check out the Peeper frogs and other local amphibian by the Jay Henge Shooting Range, where they have a couple of ponds.

Cheers!

  

Green Librarian

Snowflakes

So we finally had our first real snow fall last week and while it wasn’t much, something like a couple of inches, it made me realize how much I miss snow. The weekend before that, I tried the experiment of taking boiling water and throwing it into the air on a cold night but, unfortunately it wasn’t cold enough.

Anyway, tonight (despite no snow), I thought I would post this article entitled “This is how snowflakes are born (video)” by Melissa Breyer over at Treehugger. If that doesn’t work for you, how about this poem by Wendell Berry entitled Like Snow:

Suppose we did our work
like the snow, quietly, quietly,
leaving nothing out

Snowy dreams!

  

Green Librarian

 

The Peace of Wild Things

I found this poem over at Earthsky tonight, courtesy of my aunt. It immediately led me to requesting a few of his books. That’s what we librarians do.

The Peace of Wild Things
By Wendell Berry

When despair for the world grows in me
and I wake in the night at the least sound
in fear of what my life and my children’s lives may be,
I go and lie down where the wood drake
rests in his beauty on the water, and the great heron feeds.
I come into the peace of wild things
who do not tax their lives with forethought
of grief. I come into the presence of still water.
And I feel above me the day-blind stars
waiting with their light. For a time
I rest in the grace of the world, and am free.

 

Wendell Berry, “The Peace of Wild Things” from The Selected Poems of Wendell Berry. Copyright © 1998.
 
Sweet dreams!

  

Green Librarian