Sunday, February 6, 2011

Solitude


Without great solitude no serious work is possible.
~Pablo Picasso

Solitude.

I seem to find it in odd places.

In repetition, shape, and color.
In collections of mindless things.

In jam packed, overflowing shelves of thrift stores.

In knitting..

and knitting with sets of needles that have passed
though some strangers fingers into mine.

What did they make?
Whos lives did they touch?

In the isles of the library
and shelves of used book stores.

Where used nature guides are filled with old notes.

In cold
snow covered walks and skiing.

Looking for bits of nature to haul in the house
from under the snow.

Watching the light change.

Solitude.

Where do you find it?
~

4 comments:

Lynda said...

Holding a grand child while he/she naps. Sitting in my wicker rocker watching my bees dancing back and forth from flower to hive.Watching the loons drifting with their
chicks down the creek off the back deck of my cabin.

Camilla~ Bloom said...

Yoga
Knitting
Lake McDonald
Skiing
Laughing with my children
A hug from hubs
Walking with Luther
....icecream.

Nancy said...

anywhere i can...
morning commute
lunch hour
bookstores
walks
my favorite chair with a hot drink
laying on the bed with my teenage girls (in silence, holding hands)

underthebigbluesky said...

in quiet moments after the kids go to bed.

lovely thoughts!