40 days of poetry: Day 34: Tidings by Czeslaw Milosz
Day 34: Today’s poem is Tidings by Czeslaw Milosz. It’s a beautiful poem about the beauty and tragedy of civilization. How can we even begin to define or describe it?
Day 34: Today’s poem is Tidings by Czeslaw Milosz. It’s a beautiful poem about the beauty and tragedy of civilization. How can we even begin to define or describe it?
In response to the Covid-19 outbreak around the globe, Synkroniciti will be posting a video of a poem every day for forty days. If you would like to participate, please …
When we contemplate the whole globe as one great dewdrop, striped and dotted with continents and islands, flying through space with other stars all singing and shining together as …
Staying Power And the greatest beauty you could clothe your body with Are the gilded gems of staying power Like traces of molten gold fusing through your cells That which …
Objects have connotations unrelated to their purpose. Art can stretch these personal and universal undercurrents into something that celebrates life. Federico Uribe was born in 1964 in war-torn Colombia. The …
Caring too much for objects can destroy you. Only—if you care for a thing enough, it takes on a life of its own, doesn’t it? And isn’t the whole point …
The nautilus shell was exquisite, brown and white and perfectly striped. The math that lay like a dazzling creation spell over all who lived in the sea showed clearly …
At some point, one asks, “Toward what end is my life lived?” A great freedom comes from being able to answer that question. A sleeper can be decoyed out of …
If all the beasts were gone, men would die from a great loneliness of spirit. For whatever happens to the beasts, soon happens to man. All things are connected. …
There is a beast within my heart. She plays immaculately with the beauty in my soul. ― Melody Lee, Moon Gypsy Photo by Aldo Picaso from Pexels
