THE GREEN SHAWL
Wrapping on the quiet shawl, all-cotton green
This shawls knows my syllables of silence,
In touch with what grows from roots, jays,
Iíll be as happy as Iíve ever been. I promise,
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INSTRUCTIONS ON HOLDING SILENCE
Do not hold silence if it is not the time. It is not forever, holding silence. Nor is holding the same as the years of silence in shame or misunderstanding. This is belly opening.
Set aside the inflammations of politics and news cycles. The acronyms of bureaucracies. Acknowledge words that delight you – like piccalilli, cockamamie, abyssopelagic, phantasmagoria and catahoula. Let them float.
Find the stepping stones to a heel-first walk on dry gravel. Think one syllable per step, letting go until each stride has its own acoustics. Opining, blessing, and listening – the greatest of these is listening.