“Someone I loved once gave me / a box full of darkness. / It took me years to understand / that this, too, was a gift.” —Mary Oliver
Is this not what everyone we love gives us—a box full of darkness—the moment we cross over the risky threshold of love? Once we perceive that he or she has captured our lonely, longing and longsuffering heart?
About the Blog
These are the personal reflections of Jay Valusek on the process of Lectio Poetica, on nature, on poetry in general, and on some of words or phrases from poems we have used in our local gatherings.