Dinesh's photos with the keyword: William Stafford

Got up on a cool morning. Leaned out a window. No cloud, no wind. Air that flowers held for awhile. Some dove somewhere. Been on probation most of my life. And the rest of my life been condemned. So these moments count for a lot--peace, you know. Let the bucket of memory down into the well, bring it up. Cool, cool minutes. No one stirring, no plans. Just being there. ~ "Just Thinking" William Stafford

Just lying on the couch and being happy. Only humming a little, the quiet sound in the head. Trouble is busy elsewhere at the moment, it has so much to do in the world. People who might judge are mostly asleep; they can't monitor you all the time, and sometimes they forget. When dawn flows over the hedge you can get up and act busy. Little corners like this, pieces of Heaven left lying around, can be picked up and saved. People wont even see that you have them, they are so light and easy to hide. Later in the day you can act like the others. You can shake your head. You can frown. ~" Any morning" - William Stafford

"All still when summer is over stand shocks in the field, nothing left to whisper, not even good-bye, to the wind. After summer was over we knew winter would come: we knew silence would wait, tall, patient calm." - William Stafford

Even the upper end of the river believes in the ocean. ~ William Stafford

One Evening On a frozen pond a mile north of Liberal almost sixty years ago I skated wild circles while a strange pale sun went down. A scattering of dry brown reeds cluttered the ice at one end of the pond, and a fitful breeze ghosted little surface eddies of snow. No house was in sight, no tree, only the arched wide surface of the earth holding the pond and me under the sky. I would go home, confront all my years, the tangled events to come, and never know more than I did that evening waving my arms in the lemon-colored light. -- William Stafford

Just lying on the couch and being happy. Only humming a little, the quiet sound in the head. Trouble is busy elsewhere at the moment, it has so much to do in the world. People who might judge are mostly asleep; they can't monitor you all the time, and sometimes they forget. When dawn flows over the hedge you can get up and act busy. Little corners like this, pieces of Heaven left lying around, can be picked up and saved. People wont even see that you have them, they are so light and easy to hide. Later in the day you can act like the others. You can shake your head. You can frown. ~" Any morning" - William Stafford

It could happen any time, tornado, earthquake, Armageddon. It could happen. Or sunshine, love, salvation. It could, you know. That's why we wake and look out -- no guarantees in this life. But some bonuses, like morning, like right now, like noon, like evening. "Yes" - William Stafford