Annunciation

by Marie Howe


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Even if I don't see it again -- nor ever feel it
I know it is -- and that if once it hailed me
it ever does--

and so it is myself I want to turn in that direction
not as toward a place, but it was a tilting
within myself,

as one turns a mirror to flash the light to where
it isn't -- I was blinded like that -- and swam
in what shone at me

only able to endure it by being no one and so
specifically myself I thought I'd die
from being loved like that.

-- from Saved by a Poem: The Transformative Power of Words, by Kim Rosen

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Commentary by Ivan M. Granger

This is one of those poems that somehow carries deep healing within its lines. Don't rush through this one. Pause for a moment, take a breath, and then read this poem slowly.

Even if I don't see it again -- nor ever feel it
I know it is -- and that if once it hailed me
it ever does--


A flash of genuine insight. Perhaps it will return, or perhaps it is a fleeting glimpse. But once seen, it is known to be real. Once felt, we know we have been touched.

and so it is myself I want to turn in that direction
not as toward a place, but it was a tilting
within myself,


And we can spend a lifetime happily learning to lean more in that direction. Or you can say that we learn to swim in light...

...I was blinded like that -- and swam
in what shone at me


Those closing lines -- wow!

only able to endure it by being no one and so
specifically myself I thought I'd die
from being loved like that.



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Annunciation