Imagine a brisk, sunny spring day with a bit of wind. I search for the osprey nest at the nearby Marine Nature Study Area. It can be seen from far away because it's built on top of a huge pole in the preserve. A lone guardian pensively stands by the huge bird-crafted nest of twigs. While I have never seen the birth of the baby ospreys, I know that their nest is visited often and photographed by many.
Last Thursday, as I reviewed Irene Latham's new book, This Poem Is A Nest, on Stop #8 of the Blog Tour, my thoughts returned to the osprey nest I saw during spring. Irene's poetry book takes the reader through the building of a nest (poem) in spring and its development up to the winter season. Using Irene's source poem, Autumn, I am on a hunt to find nestlings, small poems, within the original nest poem. With the help of Buncee, I captured what I saw at the nature preserve but added a touch of autumn to bring an imaginative flair to the scene.
With faith, ospreys fly solo in autumn.
I follow their wordless flight to build my own nestling.
I love this line . . .ReplyDelete
" crispcool air leaves clouds still,"
poetry is so important ALL the time!
Thanks for finding the word, crispcool (invented by Irene Latham)as a great intro to line 2 of my poem. I hope the rain dissipates so that I can enjoy the crispcool air today.Delete
Beautiful words and lovely design! Thanks for the inspirational postReplyDelete
I am glad that you feel inspired by my words today. Writing seems to calm the stresses of life these days.Delete
I love the idea of finding a poem within a poem and transcending the seasons with it. It really shows how life is a circle with one event (season) affecting the next event which in turn will affect something in the future. Love "whisperweight faith."ReplyDelete
Nestling within a nest-so cozy waiting to fly out of the source text! Long Island autumn leaves are wet again today but there has to be a poem within that thought. Have a crispcool day in PA.Delete
The nestling poem, the touch of autumn with time as wordless flight, faith tucked beneath memory, the digital poem as a whole, is just gorgeous, Carol. It's a refreshing "crispcool" breath that buoys the spirit for flying a bit farther this day. Also comforting to think of that lone guardian by the osprey nest. Your words always sing.ReplyDelete
That lone guardian looked rather rigid when we last saw him. I believe it is the father osprey who guards the nest but there are never any guides nearby when we go to give us information, Fran. Hoping your day is crispcool like ours but not so wet.Delete
Carol, I love how you're always ready to be inspired! Your nestling is lovely as is its presentation. I can't wait to get my hands on Irene's book and give this a try.ReplyDelete
Molly, with your photos and inspired writing, your nestlings will spring forth with ease. Happy Fall!Delete
"Building and Autumn Nestling" What a beautiful way to inspire us all into a new season. It seems the perfect time to look forward, for all of us to move forward into something different. Thank you for sharing Irene Latham's lovely poem. -MRodriguezReplyDelete
This fall season is bringing so much joy to many people so why not celebrate with poetry!Delete