rainforest entering me the quiet
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Patricia McKernon Runkle
Patricia McKernon Runkle's writing explores loss, healing, and the unexpected. Her most recent book is To the You Who Used to Be: Poems on Dementia and Wholeness (Shanti Arts Publishing, 2024). View all posts by Patricia McKernon Runkle
We enter the forest but it also enters us. It is like a big cathedral inside us. The silence is big too. It is so personal.
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rainforest entering me the quiet
—PATRICIA MCKERNON RUNKLE
Ah yes, I've been to a few rain forests, including pocket rain forests, and one I helped to start too, a wonderful opportunity.
inner-city forest
a chameleon gives me
the undercover eye
Alan Summers
Publications credits: Asahi Shimbun (Japan 2011)
This one is at Mission Beach pocket rain forest at night:
night rainforest
somewhere a tree frog
to a pocket pen
Alan Summers
Publications credits: paper wasp (date unknown); #darkskies2010 (Twitter) 2010
n.b. Dark Skies 2010 (a Twitter event supported by the Campaign to Protect Rural England in Shropshire)
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Beautiful construction Patricia. The Gestault shifts between the different readings provide a sense of disorientation not unlike entering a rainforest and stepping off the path.
But my preferred reading is in 4 breaths, 4 steps. That way for me it indeed feels like a sacred act, entering a cathedral. Peace and transcendence.
What a wonderful start to my day. Thank you.
Strider
Yes!
A great sense of awe is evoked here. Love it!
marion
lingering heat
the dirt road ahead of me