I want to be respectful of her copyrights, and at the same time I want to share enough so that you run out and buy your own copy so that you can enjoy her with a cup of tea in a sunny window. Expect to see a smattering of Luci Shaw all spring.
What Secret Purple Wisdom
What word informs the world,
and moves the worm along in his blind tunnel?
What secret purple wisdom tells the iris edges
to unfold in frills? What juiced and emerald thrill
urges the sap until the bud resolves
its tight riddle? What irresistible command
unfurls this cloud above this greening hill,
or one more wave – its spreading foam and foil –
across the flats of sand? What minor thrust
of energy issues up from humus in a froth
of ferns? Delicate as a laser, it filigrees
the snow, the stars. Listen close – What silver sound
thaws winter into spring? Speaks clamor into singing?
Gives love for loneliness? It is this
unterrestrial pulse, deep as heaven, that folds us
in its tingling embrace, gongs in our echo hearts.
-Luci Shaw in The Green Earth: Poems of Creation p. 17
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