Sheltering Surprises

Written for:  dVerse Poets Pub – Poetics:  Now I Can See . . .  (posted by Mish)
moon

“As we find ourselves trying to cope and navigate through these extremely stressful and unprecedented times, it may seem as though we are watching pieces of our normal life breaking away. Unsettling and unfamiliar? Oh yes….BUT, consider for a moment, that those pieces could also be barriers that have prevented us from experiencing the peaceful and profound truth, the true purpose of life…as difficult as it has been to watch those pieces fall at our feet.

Enlightening words from Masahide, 17th Century samurai, poet , mentored by Matsuo Basho. In Zen poetry, the moon often symbolizes the truth or ultimate awareness. The burning barn could be the hardship or catastrophic loss we must experience in order for our sky to clear, our minds to clear, creating a new view. Perhaps then and only then, will we be awakened.

What do you see? Something you haven’t before? Something you’ve forgotten? New perspectives, priorities or something much deeper. A revelation in thought? What does the moon represent to you in Masahide’s terse, epiphanous message? What does your burning barn look like? Have you experienced your own personal insight or enlightenment as the world deals with this ongoing crisis? Ponder these questions and pen us a poem.”

Sheltering at home
for the most part,
I read about what
our neighbors are
offering the community.
Who needs shopping done
for them? Who would like
to join a worship group
on line? Small local
pharmacy is giving
away face masks for free.

Car dealer is loaning cars
to first responders.
What a joy to discover
that caring people
still exist. On daily
dog walks, people smile,
ask how we are. We all
tell each other, ‘stay safe.’
For me personally, I am
thankful for my support
group’s leader for time
and work spent in establishing
an audio/visual connection.
I see genuine altruism
flourishing.

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About purplepeninportland

I am a freelance poet, born and bred in Brooklyn, New York. I live with my husband, John, and two charming rescue dogs–Marion Miller and Murphy. We spent eight lovely years in Portland, OR, but are now back in New York. My goal is to create and share poetry with others who write, or simply enjoy reading poetry. I hope to touch a nerve in you, and feel your sparks as well.
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15 Responses to Sheltering Surprises

  1. rivrvlogr says:

    We hope for the best from people during trying times, and it’s nice to see that coming through here.

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  2. Kathleen Kittleman says:

    It is heartening, isn’t it.

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  3. Ending your poem with the word “flourishing” gives it a particularly hopeful tone, being left with a feeling of optimism and growth.

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  4. Mish says:

    You paint a beautiful portrait of humanity.

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  5. Frank Hubeny says:

    I like that loan of cars to first responders.

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  6. So much good can come out of this… I am still working mostly like normal, but there are taxes to be paid.

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  7. calmkate says:

    glad you have such profound humanity caring for each other, well expressed.

    … here we are in denial. People still going about like they are on a carefree holiday, nobody wanting to isolate … I’m trying but there are too many interruptions, people scared of being alone!

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