On Monet’s Pond

monets pond

The Ponds

Every year
the lilies
are so perfect
I can hardly believe

their lapped light crowding
the black,
mid-summer ponds.
Nobody could count all of them –

the muskrats swimming
among the pads and the grasses
can reach out
their muscular arms and touch

only so many, they are that
rife and wild.
But what in this world
is perfect?

I bend closer and see
how this one is clearly lopsided –
and that one wears an orange blight –
and this one is a glossy cheek

half nibbled away –
and that one is a slumped purse
full of its own
unstoppable decay.

Still, what I want in my life
is to be willing
to be dazzled –
to cast aside the weight of facts

and maybe even
to float a little
above this difficult world.
I want to believe I am looking

into the white fire of a great mystery.
I want to believe that the imperfections are nothing –
that the light is everything — that it is more than the sum
of each flawed blossom rising and fading. And I do.

Another wonderful poem by Mary Oliver.

Another encaustic by me (on 5×5 cradled panel).

4 thoughts on “On Monet’s Pond

  1. Mary Kristina Trudell

    Love your painting. Love Mary Oliver! I had the privilege of hearing her read in person. One of the highlights of my life, really.

    How are you? Any chance you are coming to encausticamp this year?

    Miss you!

    Kristina Trudell


  2. Mary Kristina Trudell

    Colleen and I took a class in Portland with Lisa Pressman. We talked about you and said we wished we would see you again!

    Kristina Trudell


  3. I agree with Kristina. Hoping our paths cross again!!


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