The last drop of morning
dew has kissed the ground.
Scattered leaves remind the spring
of rites in changing the
seasons of life and beginning—
in Heaney's words, "begin again."
We begin to gain white
hairs in the cycle of
hours; ours not even enough
to live the gain. But
again, we begin. Why are
we here? People change
because changes change people.
Oct 3, 2013
Oct 3, 2013 at 10:50 AM UTC
The last drop of morning
dew has kissed the ground.
Scattered leaves remind the spring
of rites in changing the
seasons of life and beginning—
in Heaney's words, "begin again."
We begin to gain white
hairs in the cycle of
hours; ours not even enough
to live the gain. But
again, we begin. Why are
we here? People change
because changes change people.
For my beloved Irish poet, the late SEAMUS HEANEY.
Heaney, Harvard University's resident poet, is as rare as his poetry.
The quoted words of Heaney are from his poem "Villanelle for an Anniversary."
Quezon City, Philippines
October 3, 2013
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