Apr 02 2019
Ivan M. Granger – To goslings
To goslings
by Ivan M. Granger
To goslings
just hatched, all the world
is a spring day
/ Image by Jlhopgood /
Today is my birthday. To paraphrase Dylan Thomas, it is my fiftieth year to heaven. Or, as I said on Facebook, I am now halfway to my first century.
I thought I’d celebrate by sharing this poem of new life and fresh vision with you today. (And thank you to Kris H. for suggesting it!)
I wrote this poem a few years back while on a walk by a local lake during a golden spring day. The Canadian geese were out, gliding through the water or on shore cropping at the grasses. Several paraded their new families of goslings. I watched these little ones, new arrivals to the world, with their fuzzy yellow feathers halloed by the sun. Such a pure moment of new life. I was reminded that that same life is in me too, and in everyone.
Have a beautiful day!
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Ivan M. Granger
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Ivan M. Granger is the founder and editor of the Poetry Chaikhana, a publishing house and online resource for sacred poetry from around the world. He is the author of Real Thirst: Poetry of the Spiritual Journey and editor of The Longing in Between: A Poetry Chaikhana Anthology. His poetry and translations have been included in several magazines and anthologies.
Ivan grew up in Oregon and Southern California. He has also lived on the island of Maui. He now lives in Colorado with his wife, Michele.
“Poetry has an immediate effect on the mind. The simple act of reading poetry alters thought patterns and the shuttle of the breath. Poetry induces trance. Its words are chant. Its rhythms are drumbeats. Its images become the icons of the inner eye. Poetry is more than a description of the sacred experience; it carries the experience itself.”
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Poetry Chaikhana readers often ask me about myself. Who is the guy behind all those poetry emails? What drew you to sacred poetry? And just what does “Poetry Chaikhana” mean?
As a way to answer some of those questions, I thought I’d post an audio interview I did a few years ago. I talk a little about myself, and a lot about poetry — the transformational power of poetry, the ways poetry naturally expresses the sacred experience, the non-dogmatic nature of poetry. And I read a few poems.
Click to listen: Interview with Ivan M. Granger
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Happy RE-BIRTH day, Ivan!
when we remember Self,
every day is a re-birth day,
every breath is a re-birth moment…
are we aware of this?
like these sweet new born goslings,
we should learn so many new things,
for a new life,
and how to swim with the flow,
gliding with Grace…
ivan,you are a gem.i am so grateful you are in my life.
a beautiful fiftieth birthday to you!
love, prema
dear Ivan
may there be eternity of soulful breeze
to greet your B’day candles
a warm smile
silent lotus
And a Beauty- full day to you too dear Ivan, who brings so much joy and beauty to so many.
You are remembered every day, as ‘ I thank my God on every rememberance of you.’
Happy Re-Birth Yvan and many thanks…
“There is a deeper seeing from within
And, when we have left these small purlieus of mind,
A greater vision meets us on the heights
In the luminous wideness of the spirit’s gaze.
At last there wakes in us a witness Soul
That looks at truths unseen and scans the Unknown;
Then all assumes a new and marvellous face:
The world quivers with a God-light at its core,
In Time’s deep heart high purposes move and live,
Life’s borders crumble and join infinity.
This broad, confused, yet rigid scheme becomes
A magnificent imbroglio of the Gods,
A game, a work ambiguously divine.”
SRI AUROBINDO
“SAVITRI” BOOK II Canto V p.168
Aurelia
Salutations as you embark on your 51st journey around the sun! Thank you for the lovely poem, and all that you do!
Birthday blessings, Ivan. A bit to catch up on my 77😊
Happy birthday dear Evan. I always enjoy your poems. Thank you
Feliz cumpleaños Ivan 🎂
Love your emails, and your poems, and Spring, and goslings!
Good morning Ivan and Happy Birthday a little late. So glad for the coming of
spring – was really lethargic through the winter. This poem is so precious, Where
I live is a small lake and I believe the geese have a nest under the porch on the edge
of the lake. No goslings yet, but I am sure they will come, Thank you for this beautiful
reminder. Peace and Love, Carol