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Tuesday, November 9, 2010

No Pretending: Deb Colarossi

If you have not had the pleasure of visiting with my friend Deb at her gorgeous blog Talk at the Table, perhaps today's post will entice you to drop by for a cuppa'. Deb has a way of writing as though you are indeed sitting across the table in her cozy kitchen, sharing the intimacies of her life, her world, OUR lives and world...her words always resonate with a universality we can all relate to. And then there are her photos that pull you in...even deeper.

I am honored to have Deb Colarassi as our Gratitude Guest Host today:

The Autumn Sonnets

If I can let you go as trees let go
Their leaves, so casually, one by one,
If I can come to know what they do know,
That fall is the release, the consummation,
Then fear of time and the uncertain fruit
Would not distemper the great lucid skies
This strangest autumn, mellow and acute.
If I can take the dark with open eyes
And call it seasonal, not harsh or strange
(For love itself may need a time of sleep),
And, treelike, stand unmoved before the change,
Lose what I lose to keep what I can keep,
The strong root still alive under the snow,
Love will endure -- if I can let you go.
 ~May Sarton

Photo by Deb Colarossi


I appreciate that these ducks  aren't fickle. They do not appear more aloof today, hesitant to dabble and forage , keeping their emerald and gloss to themselves. No less merry , no indifference. They tip steady and glide regardless , as remarkable as they are inclined to be. They don't assume or note. They are not confused, looking among the same reeds for something different . No longing to keep me immured on the banks , on the edge , in the shallow. I can appear  with my heart mottled and dry and they will embody the same mallard blithesome spirit as last week. They don't pretend to know something I don't but I return again and again listening . And if I forget, they hold no grudge. Glistening and sure and guiding their young in turn, they too having been lead under the pink of a scattered morning sky  into the open.

32 comments:

  1. Laura, just so you know, though I haven't been leaving comments at each of your guests wonderful posts, I'm reading them and taking in all of their gratitude filled messages! A blessed series for the season.
    Thanks for the May Sarton poem - it's simplicity and truth are perfection, as is the life and movement of the duck, beautifully capture in your golden photos Deb. Thank you both, for a post that has me starting my day with a smile :) xox Karin

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  2. So many of the words you shared have a deep meaning for me. Thank you for being a part of Laurah's gratitude journal. Beautiful image. Have a day filled with happiness!!

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  3. ok honestly reading deb is like sitting on the couch under your favorite blanket...i am just saying..i can totally hear an easy voice...and much like the scene painted with teh ducks...all are welcome...cause we all got dust on us...

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  4. I've never read that poem before. Of course I love it.

    "If I can take the dark with open eyes
    And call it seasonal, not harsh or strange"


    I watch the mallards, too...

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  5. Oh my goodness between the guest posts and the comments my heart feels like it will soon burst with a combination of gratitude, humility, and complete awe for the compassion and kindness of all of you who stop by and support me and my guests!

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  6. Oh my goodness between the guest posts and the comments my heart feels like it will soon burst with a combination of gratitude, humility, and complete awe for the compassion and kindness of all of you who stop by and support me and my guests!

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  7. Beautiful thoughts Deb and Laura. I love the photograph, and the sentiment that they are leading as they were once led. And I could keep looking at that photograph, because it says so much, much more. What a perfect image you captured, in so many ways.

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  8. So lovely: verse, photo, thoughts. Perfection and such a powerful invitation to be with it all...Deb great to meet you! Thank you for this beautiful contribution. Laura, you shine. :-)

    (May Sarton is one of my all-time fave women writers/poetess. I've collected all of her books and read all of her journals. She is divine...)

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  9. Hi Laura! Ever so happy to meet you! Deb is a wonder, yes. Wishing you blue skies. **blows kisses** Deb

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  10. Laura,
    It was such an honour to be included among your guest posters. Thank you.

    and thanks everyone for reading and commenting.
    May Sarton is divine indeed Janice.

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  11. Needed May Sarton today. So hard to let go of what is good, even if it's not going anywhere. Don't want to smother what I love....

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  12. It's morning here in California and I just awoke to this stirring poem and Deb's beautiful words. I'm feeling deep gratitude to the poet, to Deb, and to Laura.

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  13. I want to be like those ducks.

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  14. Thank you, Deb, for another profound moment shared.

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  15. Beautiful, tender and moving - as always Deb!

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  16. Hello Laura!

    I wandered over from Deb's place. Very nice to "meet" you :)

    What a marvelous series on Gratitude. Thank you for this. And the poem. Simply divine.

    Cheers,
    Jen

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  17. Thank you for this gorgeous poem, which is enlightening, and for your reflection upon it, which enhances its beauty. The photo is so peaceful.

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  18. Incredibly beautiful poetry, both by May and by Deb. I'll never look at ducks quite the same way again.

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  19. this is a very special place so happy to be here reading the poetry of life..

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  20. Wisdom in the depths of her words... lovely!

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  21. I can appear with my heart mottled and dry and they will embody the same mallard blithesome spirit as last week.

    oh deb... thank you. your prose never, ever disappoints. your prose is not, fickle. i am grateful for you. and for you, dear laura. such lovely souls wound here together.

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  22. Ah, this was a beautiful philosophy, looking at nature and realizing how simple can be magnificent.;)
    xo

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  23. {hello, laura! i'm loving this series!}
    deb-always so beautiful. i think i finally figured it out... i feel at peace whenever i read your posts, gaze at your life through your lense. real, raw, grounded, and still peaceful. love to you~

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  24. This is goodness and contentment. Thank you Deb and Laura. I enjoyed visiting.

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  25. Stopping over from Deb's and so glad I did. It's nice to meet you and to look around your blog.

    Cheers, jj

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  26. When I see those ducks gliding serenely on the water, I must remind myself that underneath the water their little footpaddles are frantically motivating! Peace is a state of mind :).

    I love this, Deb. So glad to visit your friend here and discover a new kindred.

    Love to you both.

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  27. My dear Deb, I so admire and love how you see and feel human. We can't help it that we are, human. But it takes ducks and the like to tug us back to a center that feels peaceful, without the human highs and lows. But without the highs and lows, what would life be? What a mystery.

    Love you.

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  28. guess we can learn sth from the ducks...thanks deb for sharing this with us - deep thoughts as always

    i also like the poem you choose
    ..The strong root still alive under the snow.. this spoke to me
    thanks!

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  29. Delighted to read the lyrical and lovely Deb here. And always grateful to visit your place, Laura. Blessings and a happy weekend to you!

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  30. Beautiful! I just started reading your blog today, this is a wonderful forum for people like us! Have a zensational day, new friend!

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  31. Wow! Deb, you preached an hour sermon in 2 minutes. Wonder why most preachers can't do this? smile

    Really, it spoke to my heart of hearts as you always do. Love you dear Deb.

    Dianne

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