This is a poem found in a new collection from Vermont poet David Budbill that was sent to me from a friend in Middlebury who felt I had a similar pull between the country and the city. I like it a lot. Very true in its haiku spareness:
Contrasts
Off to the city
Everything so different
one place from the other.
Crowded and noisy streets
of the City, the solitude of
the quiet mountainside:
human-nonhuman, hectic-
calm, bright-dark, yang-yin
The sages say it’s all the same.
I don’t know; they sure seem
different to me. Each magnifies,
is better with, the other.
Wednesday, September 28, 2011
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