Thank you very much Toni Goodman for sharing this poem with us. I couldn't find a photo to post with it, and then I remembered the lovely card that a dear student sent me some time ago (thank you Kris!).
I hope that you will enjoy this poem, and that it helps us to recognize those moments, and be present when it happens.
Field Guide
Tony Hoagland
Once, in the cool blue middle of a lake,
up to my neck in that most precious element of all,
I found a pale-gray, curled-upwards pigeon feather
floating on the tension of the water
at the very instant when a dragonfly,
like a blue-green iridescent bobby pin,
hovered over it, then lit, and rested.
That’s all.
I mention this in the same way
that I fold the corner of a page
in certain library books,
so that the next reader will know
where to look for the good parts.
from Unincorporated Persons in the Late Honda Dynasty. Copyright © 2010
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