Friday, April 2, 2010

Tree Memory by Marion and Tao Chapter 11

Tree Memory
By Marion
(inspired by Tao Chapter 11)

The absence of my
old Oak tree
is as strong
a presence
as the tree was.
In my memory the
tree still stands.
I sit in its
shade on the
stump where it
no longer is,



Tao Te Ching - Lao Tzu - Chapter 11

Thirty spokes share the wheel's hub;
It is the center hole that makes it useful.
Shape clay into a vessel;
It is the space within that makes it useful.
Cut doors and windows for a room;
It is the holes which make it useful.
Therefore profit comes from what is there;
Usefulness from what is not there.


"A memory is what is left when something happens and does not completely unhappen." ~Edward de Bono


The leaves of memory seemed to make
A mournful rustling in the dark.

~Henry Wadsworth Longfellow
One need not be a chamber to be haunted;
One need not be a house;
The brain has corridors surpassing
Material place.

~Emily Dickinson, "Time and Eternity"



Kelly said...

This is wonderful, Marion!! Both are, actually, but I like yours better.

I've just remembered.... it was on Easter Sunday ten years ago that our big oak in the front yard was taken in a storm.

I'm glad to have you back from your trip. Were the gardens beautiful?

Marion said...

Thank you, Kelly. Oh, Hodges Gardens was spectacular. Almost every plant and tree was blooming. I think I took about 200 pictures and I only stole one teeny-tiny plant from the herb garden. LOL! The Pink Dogwoods were my favorite. I'll have much to share later this week after I recuperate and get my pictures downloaded. I can barely move from all the walking I did there! Not used to it, then I came home and puttered around the yard some. I hope you have a beautiful Easter. Love & Blessings!

Wine and Words said...

Sitting in the shade of a tree no longer there???? Cool Marion. Way Cool. To have such memory that it makes yestarday, today's reality!

Have a lovely Easter!

Marion said...

Thanks, Annie. Very Zen, huh? LOL! Yes, I like that...yesterday can be today's reality. It's all relative, no? You have a wonderful Easter, too, dearest Annie. Blessings!

Janelle Goodwin said...

Thank you for the beauty of your poems. Happy Easter, Marion!

Marion said...

You're welcome, Janelle. Happy Easter to you, too. Blessings!

She Writes said...

I like what you did with memory here. I use memories of things no longer present to write all the time, but no as successfully as you have done so with eloquence here.

Woman in a Window said...

Marion, there is much much more to this than what its few words suggest. I farkin love it! I read that first line over and over and try to wrap my mind around it. It causes me to think on people too and how we shape one another, even when we are no longer present in each other's lives. And places! Marion, this one carries far. And of course Shel S.'s The Giving Tree comes to mind, which brings a video link to mind too. Perhaps I'll email that to you.

Much love over the holiday, Marion,
and beyond.

Marion said...

Amy, yes, memory is a fine thing. But it can be a curse, too. Thank you for your kind words. Love & Blessings!

Erin, I'd forgotten all about "The Giving Tree". I remember reading it to my children. We love Shel Silverstein. Your words of praise are candy to my ears. I tried all day yesterday to make this poem fatter and more substantial, but kept taking out words until just this skeleton was left. It wrote itself, it did. Much love back to you. Have a wonderful Easter. Blessings!

Shaista (Lupus in Flight) said...

I agree with Kelly, I prefer your verse to this particular verse of Lao Tzu :)
I have the Stephen Mitchell translation which is beautifully simple.
I love your blog, and all the wonderful quotes on your sidebar. My favourite sidebar of all my blogs :)

Marion said...

Thank you, Shaista. I appreciate your kind words. I've been collecting words (quotes) for over 40 years, so I have many and love sharing them on the sidebar. Love & Blessings!

Snowbrush said...

I understood "Tree Memory." I still miss trees that I left behind when I moved to Oregon.

Marion said...

Snow, I miss many trees from my childhood. I was a tree climber and a treehouse builder. There ain't nothin' like a good climbin' tree! Thanks for stopping by. Blessings!

Leslie Avon Miller said...

I love your love affair with words and thoughts, images that amuse, and your awareness. I don't know how I found your blog, but I'm glad I did!

Marion said...

Leslie, welcome, and thank you for your kind words! I'm glad you found me, too. I hope you come back often. Blessings!