Dear recklessness, dear jeweled

This entry is part 72 of 93 in the series Morning Porch Poems: Summer 2011

O, to grace, how great a debtor
daily I’m constrained to be.
Let Thy mercy, like a fetter
bind my wandering heart to Thee.

~ “Come Thou Fount of Every Blessing”

Dear recklessness, dear jeweled
hummingbird buzzing into the teeming
garden, I’ve followed your dizzy trail
these many years: from bed to bed, down
mountain trails, across oceans, to the last
bergamot flower’s four thin flagons nearly
wilted in the shade. So long I’ve dreamed
of climbing into a harness and zipping
across swaths of hidden forest, where
no one has yet catalogued the dream-shapes
of ferns and flowers beneath the canopy;
or dropping from a little plane with you—
one quick tug, and the pocket of silk
billows up like a mellow flame, its
rustle an ineffable name, to bear me
back down to checkered ground.

 

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6 Comments


  1. Grand birthday poem, Luisa! Like that quick swerving and mellow fire–makes me think of the “flaming tongues above” from the song.

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  2. Oh, this is gorgeous, Luisa! Happy belated birthday; I’m so glad that you and your poems have become a part of my world.

    (Thanks, Dave. :-)

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    1. I should add that I wasn’t even thinking of the aptness of another hummingbird observation yesterday morning when I blogged at the Morning Porch. (It would probably be a very bad practice if I started letting expectations of what Luisa might or might not use influence what I wrote about.) But as anyone who’s been following her poems at Via Negativa will know, she seems to have a special bond with hummingbirds (though not, I gather, quite as close as her bond with lizards).

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