It’s Poetry Friday! Kimberley is hosting at Written Reflections and has a lovely post about hummingbirds.
As I type this, I’m with a team of colleagues in a hotel conference room in Pearl, MS, waiting for the next phase of work. We’re preparing photos and cutlines for a 2-page newspaper ad. It shows more than 40 champion livestock animals, their 4-H & FFA exhibitors, and generous buyers who provide scholarship funds. The Dixie National Sale of Jr. Champions is the culmination of years of hard work, training, and dedication. It’s a privilege to watch everyone work together to celebrate the kids, families, agents, and mentors.
Earlier this week, I sent out a plea for help finding a poem about women in agriculture for a video project (also for work). Thank you to all those who responded. The project is going to be delayed for a year, so we have a little more time to look!
The best part of this call for assistance, for me, was getting to read so many wonderful poems and finding new poets. Today I’m sharing a poem Diane Mayr sent to me. It captures the peace I hope our farm families found tonight as they returned home.
Let Evening Come
by Jane Kenyon
Let the light of late afternoon
shine through chinks in the barn, moving
up the bales as the sun moves down.
Let the cricket take up chafing
as a woman takes up her needles
and her yarn. Let evening come.
Let dew collect on the hoe abandoned
in long grass. Let the stars appear
and the moon disclose her silver horn.
Please read the rest here.
I love the photo of the barn, and thanks for the Jane Kenyon, she died too soon. How do you tell the difference between a sunrise and a sunset in photos? Of course, the metaphors are totally opposite. My post today is on the sunrise at http://www.poetryforkidsjoy.blogspot.com
What a lovely poem. Made me feel quite serene. Good luck with your project!
Keri, your project sounds fascinating. I love the last lines of the poem Diane sent you: Let it come, as it will, and don’t/be afraid. God does not leave us/comfortless, so let evening come. Those lines are inspirational. The barn painting is breathtaking and reminds me of the dairy farms in central NY.
Beautiful reflection of your time together in the group, and the wish for all of them, Keri. I grew up with grandparents on a farm, with wonderful memories of my time there. I wish I could share this with them. Best wishes for your project.
Yay for you, for being involved with that special occasion and for sharing such a beautiful poem with us!
Very peaceful.
This is gorgeous. I want to print it out and read it again and again, until it’s inscribed in my brain and heart. And it matches perfectly, not only with the barn, but with your background photograph!
I am so glad you like that poem. It is deep, yet the emotions evoked are right there on the surface.
Oh yes, this poem IS a beauty. Glad to hear your work is engaging you in wonderful ways, Keri.
I love this poem – one of my favorites.
And I also enjoyed your poem / song pairings at Tabatha’s blog just now. You did a great job of matching!