Thursday, May 2, 2013

The World Is Yours


                      The little purple flowers that grow on the side of the road in eastern Wyoming 

                      are yours



                      The cumulus clouds that hang over the Sangre de Cristos in late summer 


                      they're yours



                      The black rocks that emerge from the water's edge at Old Orchard Beach 


                      they're yours too


                      as is the lighthouse at Cape Elizabeth



 

                      That stretch of road on the south shore of Lake Superior leading to the Apostle Islands 

                      you know that's yours 



                      The last turn in the road leaving the Cumberland Plateau


                      it's all yours 


                      the world and everything in it






My reading of this poem on public radio: https://beta.prx.org/stories/118548

The photograph is mine, taken at Old Orchard Beach, Maine

16 comments:

  1. Amazing... The photo goes so perfectly with this poem. Love this!

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    1. I was reluctant to use one of my own when there are so many fine images out there, but it was a nice way to honor my time there and the changes it wrought...

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  2. I so needed this reminder today. Thank you Teresa :)

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    1. You're most welcome, Seth. I'm always gratified when I learn that a post really meets a need or speaks to someone on a specific day.

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  3. Loved the post but it's such a shame that some people are so selfish that they won't say 'it's yours' but they would rather say 'it's all mine'. That's how we developed conflict.

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    1. "It's mine," is at the root of so many, if not all, of the world's problems, that idea of "possession." Sometimes it's nice to remember that we share this world, all of us...

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  4. A place I've been to, although I usually frequent more northerly areas of Maine. These words, so artfully positioned, and meaningfully strung together, really captured a strong sense of place and purpose for me. Just lovely.

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    1. Thank you, Bill. There are so many beautiful places in Maine, but I love the coast.

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  5. Very well written, Teresa. I have similar thoughts when I frequent the National Forests in this part of our country. Doesn't matter exactly where they are or where you live, they belong equally to each of who are citizens of these United States.

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    1. Thank you so much. It's a wonderful thing, having places set aside that will (hopefully) remain untouched, that belong to all of us. The world really does belong to each and all.

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  6. Exactly, this is why we must stay vigilant in our care of our planet.

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    1. Yes ... absolutely. Thanks for commenting, kat.

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  7. So, so beautiful. It's just wonderful that you've had the opportunity to share your words in ways other than your blogs. As much as we appreciate them, there are others who deserve to be touched. And really - isn't it wonderful when the circle is closed, even if temporarily or imperfectly? As we like to say in Texas, what goes around, comes around. It's truer than many people think.

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    1. Thank you, Linda. It's been a wonderful experience and they've asked me to continue to be involved, which makes me very happy. Having it take place in Bemidji was such a wonderful way to bring it back to a place that fostered it.
      Oh, yes, life always seems to come around in one way or another .... :)

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  8. It was just lovely to hear you speaking....so, now.... you are more 'real', and I can say I heard my blog friend on the radio.
    Beautifully read Teresa, I know that I shall be listening more times. A supremely wonderful poem. The cadence in your voice
    recalled the swell of the ocean, truly lovely Teresa!

    Hugs to you,
    Jane x

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    1. Thank you so much, Jane. I deeply appreciate your comments.

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