Quote to Start Your Week: Linda HoganPosted by on February 16, 2015
Here is an excerpt from a poem by Linda Hogan in honor of her birthday today:
when the chill that rises up from the ground is warmed,
the snow is melted
where the small deer slept.
See how the bodies leave their mark.
The snow reveals their paths on the hillsides,
the white overcrossing pathways into the upper meadows
where water comes forth and streams begin.
With a new snow the unseen becomes seen.
Rivers begin this way.