Like a Russian Doll
Posted on | March 13, 2010 | 1 Comment
Like a Russian doll
she wears each passage of her life in polymorphous coats.
She is the wise companion, etched by years of circling suns,
the woman burnished silver with accomplishment,
the mate with auburn hair and radiant eyes,
the holder of the household lamp,
the mother of the squirming baby nestling at her breast,
the college ingénue with voice of lark and witty tongue,
the pigtail girl in the taffeta dress,
the urchin hanging from her knees and laughing at her dad.
They hide,
a manifold of nesting forms
around the holy light within,
each one the doll,
each one the woman that I love.
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Red Clay, Blood River
March 15th, 2010 @ 12:03 pm
Bill, A book in which I think that you would be quite interested has several essays in which the writer interprets biblical passages as presenting the earth is the speaker. The earth is viewed as speaking for the united self-interest of itself and humaniaty: Exploring Ecological Hermeneutics, ed. Norman C. Habel and P. Trudinger (Society of Biblical Literature, SBL SymS 46, 2008). I saw this in abstracts in OT Abstracts 32,3 (2009). For the book itself, cf. #2138. It reminded me of your book.
Stephen