It is about complete presence, not some absence we are trying to fill. Yeats's "The Second Coming", Joe Biden’s Statement on Declining Future Debates, Revisiting the Kennedy-Nixon Debates of 1960, Not Your Typical Reunion: Spike Lee’s “Da 5 Bloods”. Theme and metaphors The theme for this poem is about seizing the day and experiencing it fully because life is short. Click here and Check me out i am getting naked here ;). From the concrete reality of blossoms, bags and bins in the beginning of the poem, Lee moves us to a figurative “taking inside” of “days” and “shade,” “adoring” the “round jubilance of peach.”. Great pics, great poem, great music, great analysis… nice start to my summer day… of course, unbeknownst to me, my daughter (home from college) Zoe zips into the house carrying some peaches just purchased at our local produce stand… couldn’t get her to sit still long enough to read Li-Young Lee’s poem, but the synchronicity (and peaches) was sweet indeed! I wish to be finally over this soul bronchitis. O, to take what we love inside, The second stanza details the process peaches go through to reaching consumers, starting from the trees. Although prayer is popularly considered to be some petitioning of a higher power to bestow its favors upon us and various causes we hold dear—and maybe even to help smote our enemies—among mystics in every tradition, it is not so much asking as attending, not so much hoping as simply observing. impossible blossom, to sweet impossible blossom. Hadn’t heard of that book, Candi, but read all about it on Amazon just now and it sounds quite worthy of a place on my pile! at the bend in the road where we turned toward. -"to carry within us an orchard," by Li-Young Lee in "From Blossoms" -"peaches we devour, dusty skin and all, comes the familiar dust of summer," by Li-Young Lee in "From Blossoms" this brown paper bag of peaches i never got that much out of reading this short poem! From laden boughs, from hands, from sweet fellowship in the bins, comes nectar at the roadside, succulent peaches we devour, dusty skin and all, comes the familiar dust of summer, dust we eat. I love the way he unites Western and Eastern philosophies. When one truly appreciates simple objects beyond surface value, the benefits can be surprising. And to come across the poem From Blossoms by Li-Young Lee, I think it is safe to surmise not his world, either. Because as powerful as this peach, this object, this thing is, as much as it remains itself in all its glorious and unapologetic essence, every peach, every thing, is about much else as well. Art, in other words. A nice example of mono no aware; I’m going to have to buy some local strawberries today and eat them for dinner tonight. great job, I admit, I have a tremendous sex drive. i mean i agree with everything you say. comes the familiar dust of summer, dust we eat. Oh what a muse this castle be, deep in the forest of evergreen-sun beams, for eyes to please; Yet, this castle, was a trip to dare, in all its hassle of getting there – Yet, fair, so beautifully vivid in sunlight glare. It makes sacred, I shouldn’t say ‘makes sacred,’ it uncovers the sacred nature of our lives. All signifiers, all signs themselves. to carry within us an orchard, to eat En route, we forsake, for the moment, the ever present shadow of our death, instead flitting from “joy to joy” and the now not concrete, but “impossible” blossom to blossom. But it starts with what might be considered, if one is inclined toward religious language, “prayerful” attention. In “From Blossoms,” Li Young Lee portrays the joys that one may experience through an act as simple as eating a peach. The first stanza contains plain imagery of where the speaker bought a “brown paper bag of peaches” (2). not only the skin, but the shade, “I believe that aesthetic presence, aesthetic consciousness, is the wholest or highest form of presence we can achieve,” Lee reflected during a 2000 interview in Santa Fe. In the third stanza, the consumption of peaches is illustrated as something larger than simple eating, but the act of taking in the essence of the time and environment that the peaches were nurtured in. From blossoms comes this brown paper bag of peaches we bought from the boy at the bend in the road where we turned toward signs painted Peaches. http://www.facebook.com/TraversingBlog. Reprinted with permission of BOA Editions Ltd. http://www.boaeditions.org. The surprising positivity that comes with simply eating peaches has the power to make people live as if there is no end to this happiness, forgetting about the always approaching concept of death. This picture represents the brown bag of peaches in the poem that Is. In this season when farmer’s markets (if we’re lucky enough to live by them) and our backyard trees (if we’re luckier still) lavish us with an almost guilt-inducing abundance of textured, fleshy, bursting-with-juicypleasure peaches, what can we glean about this world—and our inner worlds— from their continued bequeathal of life-giving goodness that so richly satisfies both body and soul? An engaged and attentive human is doing this adoring and celebrating this jubilance. wow i wish i would have read your blog before writing mine. Copyright © 2012-2017 Traversing - to pass or move over, along, or through. Twitter: @AndrewHidas In this poem, every single peach, after being harvested and purchased, brought a part of the being of the orchard, and the being of the gradual process through which they were cultivated, from blossoms to “the round jubilance of peach” (16). Posted in Poetry, Religion 4 comments. from blossom to blossom to Click here and Check me out i am getting naked here ;). from sweet fellowship in the bins, as if death were nowhere This portrayal of the “familiar dust of summer” is the line leading into the meta moment of this poem, where the speaker begins to appreciate eating peaches beyond the physical flavor (10). Meaning with one’s whole being—body and mind, sensory apparatus and imagination. impossible blossom, to sweet impossible blossom. comes nectar at the roadside, succulent we bought from the boy Such a place for poetic bliss, while this pen slings feelings of kiss! These descriptions make the origins of the peach more tangible to the reader and demonstrate how the environment they came from still reach to those who eat them. Fleshy peach with exposed pit from stock agency, photographer unknown. For Lee, the journey of a peach and its prayerful poetry begins with blossoms, quickly involving a boy, a bag, a roadside stand, a sign. While I would take issue on this last point about sanctity existing as an objective reality unto itself rather than being a function of human consciousness, Lee’s essential point remains. Rhyming Hope and History With Seamus Heaney's "Doubletake", Devotion, Betrayal, Conformity, Freedom: Netflix's "Shtisel”, He Had a Dream: Langston Hughes's “Let America Be America Again", A Wilderness Beyond Reason: Lisel Mueller's "Joy", Can the Centre Hold? The fourth stanza rises to an even higher plane of existence, describing the pure joy that simply eating peaches can bring, which is strong enough to make days seem “as if death were nowhere in the background” (18-19). Stanza One: Lee shows his appreciation for nature's gifts such as a peach. Many thanks to photographers Elizabeth Haslam and Larry Rose, whose photos grace the banner at the top of this page. Let’s read the poem now before returning to discuss it further. “Using a metaphor in front of a man as unimaginative as Ridcully was the same as putting a red flag to a bu — the same as putting something very annoying in front of someone who was annoyed by it.” ―Lords and Ladies, Terry Pratchett. The repetition of “from joy to joy, from wing to wing, from blossom to blossom to impossible blossom, to sweet impossible blossom” at the end of the poem create an uplifting mood, spreading the speaker’s happiness to the reader (19-22). June 29, 2013 A blog about books, religion, arts, politics, odds and ends. In the first two stanzas the narrator is discussing peaches. not only the sugar, but the days, to hold, the fruit in our hands, adore it, then bite into. in the background; from joy From laden boughs, from hands, I liked this poem’s message that even simple, everyday acts can mean a lot when one appreciates the origin and past surroundings of objects. Deep appreciation to the photographers! Uncovers the sacred, because you don’t project it, you don’t make it sacred, it is sacred.”.
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