letting go, nature

Now No More


“For the sake of some things
 That be now no more
I will strew rushes on my chamber-floor, I will plant bergamot at my kitchen door.”

-from Rosemary, by Edna St. Vincent Millay

Now No More

by Carmen H Gray

Putting things to rest

Set aside, motionless

Strike a match, be done at last

A trinity twined from the past

The glow from the flame intensifies

And all lost things, all broken ties

Let loose into the void to fill

It up again when it will

Raven dark and softly unfurled

Greetings to the crimson world

All the scenes now no more

March on quietly, evermore



“Love is not blind. I see with single eye
Your ugliness and other women’s grace.”-Edna St. Vincent Millay


by Carmen H Gray

There is a collective fascination

Of the facade of the flawless

Maybe because it is a myth

We aim to maintain

The perfect plastic smiles

Parading by us


But what fascinated you

About me

Were the little broken capillaries

The port wine stain

The red blotch

The broken bits

That I wanted to hide

From the made up world


Impermanent Crossings II

Mariposa  by Edna St. Vincent Millay

Butterflies are white and blue
In this field we wander through.
Suffer me to take your hand.
Death comes in a day or two.
All the things we ever knew
Will be ashes in that hour,
Mark the transient butterfly,
How he hangs upon the flower.
Suffer me to take your hand.
Suffer me to cherish you
Till the dawn is in the sky.
Whether I be false or true,
Death comes in a day or two.

Impermanent Crossings II
by Carmen H Gray

One fleeting moment arises
The hours breathing lightly
With tranquility
Or heavily sighing
With strife
The hours opening exquisitely
With beauty
Or resisting obstinately
To Life
A day begins and ends
The indifferent world revolves
All the passages in between
All the hours that dissolve
Into the minutes of our lives
And the moments yet unseen
Are yours to capture
Or yours to waste
The impermanent crossings
We pass through 
In this time and place