Tag Archives: Earth poetry

The process of fertility

Death is just fine for me, says the earthso don’t be afraid to diegateway to transformationto becoming fertile dirt:Fear not the process of fertility © Meisaan Chan

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Come, O weary one

Come, O weary oneCome to the cavedeep and protectingsheltering and hidingwomb of my earthCome and rest © Meisaan Chan

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After endless days of blue

Clouds come, blanket skyeven brilliance needs rest © Meisaan Chan

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The first drop

Sky darkensthe world waits for rain Seeds, deeply dormantbegin to dream Thunder rumblesearth tenderly listens Then, when all is ready:The first drop © Meisaan Chan

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Healing rain

Healing raincaresses all my relationsand meunified © Meisaan Chan

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The human consolation, II

The tree is full of emptinessher arms outstretched and holding it,and of course, the emptiness overflows her arms –That is how it is, I comfort herThat is how it is © Meisaan Chan

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The human consolation, I

The maple tree is nakedalmosther last leaves, now browncling tenaciously, a handful on each branch –both a handful of brownand a handful of tenaciousness.I understand, I whisper to themletting go is hard © Meisaan Chan

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Dark December morning

Dark December morningI groggily make the coffeeheavy gray sky slow to move, toothe both of us present to each other © Meisaan Chan

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Dark December morning

Dark December morningI groggily make the coffeeheavy gray sky slow to move, toothe both of us present to each other © Meisaan Chan

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Bad mornings

Even when bad mornings comethe old Austrian pine still holds the rising sundying branches still lift the light © Meisaan Chan

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