Breathing Fog

photo by Nate Gibson
photo by Nate Gibson

“An absolute
patience.
Trees stand
up to their knees in
fog. The fog
slowly flows
uphill.
White
cobwebs, the grass
leaning where deer
have looked for apples.
The woods
from brook to where
the top of the hill looks
over the fog, send up
not one bird.
So absolute, it is
no other than
happiness itself, a breathing
too quiet to hear.”
–  Denise Levertov, The Breathing

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One thought on “Breathing Fog

  1. Want to let you know that every posting in an inspiration. I am amazed at your ability to have such an important job, family and farm…all demanding.

    Thank you for taking the time to post photos and poems and sweet messages. The departure of the children after the holidays really hit home.

    I grew up in Shelton and on the bay. So much of what you speak of I can relate to.

    You are offering the world a very valuable service and are much appreciated.

    Sincerely, Nancy

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