I think one of Jane's gifts as a poet was that she shared the shadowy parts, the throwaways, and the neglected ordinary things of life. I don't remember this one but I find it inspiring without being sentimental.
Delightful! I was privileged to hear Jane Kenyon read some of her poetry as well as her husband, Donald Hall, in New Hampshire, nearly 30 years ago, before her death from cancer. They were quite a team.
I love that potato image you found to accompany this poem, poetry times two
Ain’t that potato grand?!
I think one of Jane's gifts as a poet was that she shared the shadowy parts, the throwaways, and the neglected ordinary things of life. I don't remember this one but I find it inspiring without being sentimental.
Well said, Jerome.
Delightful! I was privileged to hear Jane Kenyon read some of her poetry as well as her husband, Donald Hall, in New Hampshire, nearly 30 years ago, before her death from cancer. They were quite a team.
How wonderful that you were able to hear them in person! Yes, quite a team! And she was gone too soon . . .