Tuesday, June 10, 2014

"The Old City Wall"

Florence, Italy
"The Old City Wall"

Antiquity is a narrative
we often ignore,
march along its crumbling walls
oblivious of frescoed saints
and poets poised, marbled fingers 
with stories still to tell.

But for those who linger,
let the sun warm their shoulders,
a humbling occurs,
a blessing of wisdom bestowed.

by Margaret Bednar, June 10, 2014

I have been so busy these past two weeks - haven't been able to visit other blogs much - haven't written a single poem.   When I go this long without writing, I fear the creative juices will not come back - convince myself I can't do it.   But like all things, a break is probably a good thing - I just wish I could say I had travelled to Rome and Florence instead of the tasks which were at hand…

My daughter traveled to Italy and I have yet to see all of her photography - and can't wait to see the paintings from her this summer. 

I will be busy for the rest of this week as we have three "promotions" to celebrate - kindergarten, fifth and eighth grade all coming to an end… Summer begins for us next week!


Kerry O'Connor said...

This is such a keen observation of human nature, Margaret.

Helen said...

It's nice to see your face ... never fear, your muse is alive and well.

Herotomost said...

Well, its really nice that you stopped by today and deposited this Gem. A wonderful thought and one that is spot on I think. Great writing Margaret!

Grace said...

I would love to travel to Italy one day ~ I see you happily busy smiles ~ Enjoy the break and summer ~

Susie Clevenger said...

My youngest daughter travels to Italy every year now. This year it will be twice. A beautiful description of the city wall. It has seen and inspired so much through its lifetime.

Jinksy said...

Intriguing that the photo looks so timeless. Antiquity lives...

Ella said...

Your muse needed a break-mine is going to the mountains! Cheers, to all the family goodness-enJOY!!!

Your heart is in so many directions-I can feel the pull. We miss you, but understand~

Your poem aligns so well with the photo and I love the depth of your imaginary~

Amrit Sinha said...

Somewhere time stands still ... beautiful pic and words :-)

ayala said...

Lovely poem. Congratulations on the family events. I am certain the pictures will take your breath away. I was in Italy three years ago and it is simply gorgeous!

Karen S. said...

Lingering, such a lovely word, and even better still is acting it out in all that we do.