Inventory At Dawn

 INVENTORY at DAWN by  ELEANOR SALTZMAN (1904-1946) One of my favourite poems.The  images she describes are so natural. So real.......

 I have gathered violets in April

 And watched the silent falling of a star.

 The wind has touched my hair......

 and I have laid my ear against the earth

 to hear grasses....

 Whisper.......

 I have shocked the new bound oats

 In summer and walked bareheaded in the rain....

 Thrilling with the thunder.

 I have baked a ham and sat with friends at supper.

 We talked of ghosts and Bach and vegetables, 

 and filled our  coffee cups again.

 I have kissed my heart goodbye at nightfall.....

 And I have loved, but deeply.

 And still, to sit in the sun, to know the breadth of tenderness deep as the earth.

 And bread. And sleep. and waking after pain.....

 To eat my breakfast at Walden. To feel hush of snow against my lips.

 And still to love.

 But Deeply....

 Poem "Inventory at Dawn" by Eleanor Saltzman (1904-1946) from the "1000 Beautiful Things Collection. 1948"

Photographs 2018