praises

oh speak, poet, what do you do?
                                             --- i praise.
but the monstrosities and the murderous days,
how do you endure them, how do you take them?
                                             --- i praise.
but the anonymous, the nameless grays,
how, poet, do you still invoke them?
                                             --- i praise.
what right have you, in all displays,
in very mask, to be genuine?
                                             --- i praise.
and that the stillness and the turbulent sprays
know you like star and storm?
                                            :--- since i praise.
~ rilke


i say yes! praise be..
to all that is ..
and all who is and was and were..

with high palms folded in the vast above..
thanks be to a wing and a prayer quote book..
creators, binders, buyers and pen..

generous fosters generous..
the donations forthcoming
brought back the floor money..
the india fund i used for re-do..
once more in the goffers..
now gone, gone, gone beyond ~

giving rise to the gift of  picnic  ..
a table to the city..
behind the farmer's market..
the madrona grove..
there will be a picnic table..
in honor of sallie lingwood ~

imagine!
right after saturday's class..
slipping over to kale and scones..
circling friends at a table under majesty..
thankfulness nourishes..
let us eat praise!
....and cake...