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Instructions on Not Giving Up by Ada Limón – Poems | poets.org

Instructions on Not Giving Up

Ada Limón – 1976-

More than the fuchsia funnels breaking out
of the crabapple tree, more than the neighbor’s
almost obscene display of cherry limbs shoving
their cotton candy-colored blossoms to the slate
sky of Spring rains, it’s the greening of the trees
that really gets to me. When all the shock of white
and taffy, the world’s baubles and trinkets, leave
the pavement strewn with the confetti of aftermath,
the leaves come. Patient, plodding, a green skin
growing over whatever winter did to us, a return
to the strange idea of continuous living despite
the mess of us, the hurt, the empty. Fine then,
I’ll take it, the tree seems to say, a new slick leaf
unfurling like a fist to an open palm, I’ll take it all.

Source: Instructions on Not Giving Up by Ada Limón – Poems | poets.org

First Known When Lost: What The Leaves Say

Imitation

Far from your own little bough,
Poor little frail little leaf,
Where are you going? — The wind
Has plucked me from the beech where I was born.
It rises once more, and bears me
In the air from the wood to the fields,
And from the valley up into the hills.
I am a wanderer
For ever: that is all that I can say.
I go where everything goes,
I go where by nature’s law
Wanders the leaf of the rose,
Wanders the leaf of the bay.

Giacomo Leopardi (translated by J. G. Nichols), in Giacomo Leopardi, The Canti (Carcanet Press 1994).

The poem is a translation of “La Feuille” (“The Leaf”) by the French poet Antoine-Vincent Arnault (1766-1834).  Hence the title “Imitation.”

Source: First Known When Lost: What The Leaves Say

Autumn Moon Haiku Journal, volume 1:2; Spring/Summer 2018 – 6/10/2018

we wait,
the daimon seed and i,
for planting

Donna Fleischer, USA

 

breeze on young leaves . . .
a stray dog pawed the future
and left

Kyle Sullivan, Taiwan

 

Source: Autumn Moon Haiku Journal – Home

NeverEnding Story: One Man’s Maple Moon: Thousand Leaves and Hundred Butterflies Tanka by Mark Gilbert

English Original

a thousand leaves
twinkle in the breeze
a hundred butterflies
wait for the sun
to warm their wings

Time Haiku, 32, August 2010

Mark Gilbert

Source: NeverEnding Story: One Man’s Maple Moon: Thousand Leaves and Hundred Butterflies Tanka by Mark Gilbert

Donna Fleischer – A Short Poem | moongarlic issue 5, November 2015

the wind whistles

and i go

with the leaves

– Donna Fleischer
moongarlic #5, page 5

Peter Paul and Mary, For Baby

autumn leaves [monostitch] by Kala Ramesh | is/let

is/let.

Van Morrison – When The Leaves Come Falling Down – live

Autumn Light / C a f é o l o g Ÿ

Autumn Light | C a f é o l o g Ÿ.

I delighted in this play of human hand, leaf, light, shadow and musical notes. How open the hand remains even though it occasionally tries to grasp, clutch at, to possess the moment, the perhaps, even with a little nonchalance. In these flickering capricious gestures of the hand, I begin to dream of Giacometti’s Hands Holding the Void (1934),  ~ yours truly, df

Yatta! Yatta!

~ a shout out to Johnny Frechette for sharing the joy!