Seeing the same four walls
in this endless
pandemic confinement,
but imagining far fields,
wildflowers bobbing,
waterfalls singing,
bees humming,
as I breathe in the
the scents of summer
that will come,
with or without us.
Copyright 2020 Brenda Davis Harsham
Notes: Our governor has extended the school-at-home order until past the end of the school year. My eldest is a senior, and it will be an unusual senior year — no prom, no parties, no graduation ceremony with an approving handshake. My youngest child graduates from elementary school, and no slide show, no class song, no class play and no group ceremony. But those are small beans compared to what essential and furloughed workers are enduring. May we all stay safe, well, ready to enjoy a future full of summer’s promise.
23 thoughts on “Far Fields”
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Thank you so much, Brenda! Words of love and hope are always welcome in my world!
You are my forever fairy.
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You are very kind to drop by and sprinkle love throughout my blog. I hope you’re doing well despite the contraction of the world. It feels like we are caught in the birth canal, feeling the contractions, and we’ll emerge into a changed world.
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Great analogy!
Yes, we will be reborn! I hope I get longer hair next time! 😉😘
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I want no arthritis! 🙂
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Good plan! xo
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I get all excited just going to the grocery store these days!!
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LOL Amazing how something so small has taken on such significance.
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Spring is unfolding, the earth keeps moving. I like this poem a lot, Brenda, especially the last four lines. Warm wishes to you and your family. Keep up the hopeful thoughts and words.
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Thanks, Jet. Each day is a gift, however it unfolds.
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I love the images evoked by your words. I can almost feel the summer breeze. It will be hard for the kids, not having their graduation ceremonies and traditions, but I think kids are pretty resilient and will find other creative ways to celebrate their milestones.
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True, kids will find other ways to play. We’ll make new traditions. 🙂
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Yes to “summer’s promise,” Do you think all the plants, and creatures know we are all stuck inside–they must know somethings different. I wonder if the nature/animal behavior scientists are wondering about this too… We still have our words and poetry! Thanks Brenda, hope you all stay safe and well! xo
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The creative people are the luckiest. We are never bored. 🙂
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Yes, how fortunate we are! 😌🦋🐝🦉
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Absolutely! 🙂
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that’s all we can do, imagine what will be, and that will keep us going. I’m so sorry for your senior, we are extended the same way, and even my kinder are feeling it.
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The youngest kids will be the most harmed. No peer group contract for months? Not good for them.
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you are so right, we’re doing it online with my classes, but not anywhere near the same
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Much harder to be silly and move around when you’re stuck in a chair looking at a screen. They will be like little adults.
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absolutely, there is nothing like human contact, and children are suffering
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Yes, and months at that age are like an eternity.
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My granddaughter is graduating from college in May. Nothing will happen, of course. She’s okay with that. But it’s more difficult for younger kids and especially seniors in high school. Nothing can be done about it, as you said. I can’t wait until it’s nice enough to be in the yard. Your poem was lovely.
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