A Gathering of Poetry

I’m joining with Bonny and friends today to share poetry. I found this poem that encourages us to enjoy the precious time we have, even as the world feels like it’s falling apart. I’m clinging to that concept, frankly.

Tom Hirons, In The Meantime

Meanwhile, flowers still bloom.
The moon rises, and the sun.
Babies smile and somewhere,
Against all the odds,
Two people are falling in love.

Strangers share cigarettes and jokes.
Light plays on the surface of water.
Grace occurs on unlikely streets
And we hold each other fast|
Against entropy, the fires and the flood.

Life leans towards living
And, while death claims all things at the end,
There were such precious times between,
In which everything was radiant
And we loved, again, this world.

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Comments (7)

  1. I feel like we are all (though miles and miles apart) all of the same mind this week. There is great comfort in that… thank you so much for sharing this beautiful poem! XO

  3. This is perfect and I’m so grateful you shared it. After we had spent all of last Saturday afternoon looking at wedding dresses, I found myself yelling (in my head) that none of these lace details, necklines, and questions of tulle or satin mattered because people were being murdered in the street. Well, of course, they matter because those precious radiant times between are our lives and they matter greatly. Thank you.

  4. I’ve never thought so much about sharing a cigarette with a stranger than I have this past week (or, rather, a stranger sharing a cigarette with me, as I have none to share) (yet) (nah… I won’t).

    This is a great poem, Carole! Perfect for right now. Thank you.

  7. This is a perfect poem for this moment. When it feels like the world is falling apart, it’s a good reminder that moments of joy and human connection are still possible.

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