tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4445844569294316288.post5881565124338609196..comments2024-01-28T03:56:39.351-08:00Comments on TOM CLARK: R. H. Blyth: The Voice of the DeerUnknownnoreply@blogger.comBlogger17125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4445844569294316288.post-76019819324403558852011-11-09T11:41:39.279-08:002011-11-09T11:41:39.279-08:00Thank you my dear fellow deer-watchers. Each encou...Thank you my dear fellow deer-watchers. Each encounter is breathless. Let the car not hit them, is the frequent prayer. They come down by night to nibble people's bushes, and are considered a pest as such. (The same is true of possums, raccoons and other beloved terrain-sharing creatures, accused of being carriers of every imaginable contagion.) The beauty of the deer's sensory apparatus has to be among nature's great marvels. I hear poorly, see even more poorly, and so there are always some seconds of deficient awareness on my part. The deer hear, see, and smell, the presence of a stranger (I want to say intruder) long before the stranger becomes aware of them. Our primate strain was built to compensate for a much less alert sensory awareness with a quite well developed capacity for aggression. Though the Roosevelt Elk in the woods are pretty aggressive this time of year about keeping strangers away from their young, the Mule Deer seen in these pictures, our neighbors here, are purely defensive creatures. They are built to outrun trouble. Problem is, the trouble sometimes comes up big and fast and much too hard, in the form of a Prius, Lexus & c. (Perhaps not so many of those hunters to whom Nin alludes, on this side of the hills.) They are also at times pursued down from the hills at night by hungry mountain lions. One late night last year a mountain lion made the great mistake of chasing a deer (large female, c. 105 lbs) down to the block on which sits the high end eatery Chez Panisse. By the time the cops were finished they'd emptied both rifles and shotguns into poor mama lion, who paid the ultimate price for being hungry.<br /><br />Lovely comments from all, would have been replying earlier but for lost internet connection here on a (more than usually) frayed day at Grey Gardens West.<br /><br />Vassilis' reminder re. this --<br /><br />"In the small beauty of the forest<br />The wild deer bedding down—<br />That they are there!"<br /><br />-- along with Curtis's mention of the white deer -- led herewards:<br /><br /><a href="http://tomclarkblog.blogspot.com/2011/11/petrarch-white-deer-una-candida-cerva.html" rel="nofollow">Petrarch: A White Deer (Una candida cerva)</a>.TChttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05915822857461178942noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4445844569294316288.post-17698737742333087652011-11-09T04:50:32.747-08:002011-11-09T04:50:32.747-08:00you continue to open cave "doors" for on...you continue to open cave "doors" for one to enter through and into the bowels of (Mother ?)..<br /><br />also<br /><br />beautiful repro of that Lascaux deer-under-horse-running-from-Bull cave-wall painting on cover of<br /><br />Robert Ryan's 1999: The Strong Eye of Shamanism<br /><br /> A Journey Into the Caves of Consciousness<br /><br /><br /><br />(his intro is worth the price of admission...Ed Bakerhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/11285310130024785775noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4445844569294316288.post-7685136796713461592011-11-09T03:37:56.820-08:002011-11-09T03:37:56.820-08:00Beautiful, just beautiful, Tom ... thanks for your...Beautiful, just beautiful, Tom ... thanks for your kind thoughts and this wonderful post.<br /><br />DonIssa's Untidy Huthttps://www.blogger.com/profile/07352841590717991698noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4445844569294316288.post-13049799180414180652011-11-08T23:25:32.486-08:002011-11-08T23:25:32.486-08:00George Oppen's homage.George Oppen's <a href="http://www.poetryfoundation.org/poetrymagazine/poem/18652" rel="nofollow">homage</a>.vazambam (Vassilis Zambaras)https://www.blogger.com/profile/14515165428574974933noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4445844569294316288.post-84929993066547080202011-11-08T17:23:19.658-08:002011-11-08T17:23:19.658-08:00And a couple months ago a deer swam the Norwalk ri...And a couple months ago a deer swam the Norwalk river on the backside of the aquarium near where I live and got into the seal tank<br /><br />http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=jHz7pLbkThITom Kinghttps://www.blogger.com/profile/14211378281642641041noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4445844569294316288.post-31800882308780545302011-11-08T17:21:56.353-08:002011-11-08T17:21:56.353-08:00Saw today deer crashing into taco restaurant
http...Saw today deer crashing into taco restaurant<br /><br />http://www.chicagotribune.com/video/breaking/chi-video-deer-smashes-into-atlanta-restaurant-20111108,0,3500765.htmlstoryTom Kinghttps://www.blogger.com/profile/14211378281642641041noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4445844569294316288.post-25970479401630602352011-11-08T15:49:29.258-08:002011-11-08T15:49:29.258-08:00"The shadow of a hill with a deer on it"..."The shadow of a hill with a deer on it"<br /><br />That's simply incredible. <br /><br />Seeing these photos reminds me that you can't take a bad picture of a deer. We've had the opportunity to get to know some deer very well in our lives and it's been one of the best, most interesting and valuable experiences we've ever had. They're so very lovely and it's remarkable to watch them live together. <br /><br />We may have seen an albino deer yesterday. She was running across the road and was nearly hit by the car in front of us, but escaped unscathed. It was definitely and albino something. It was bigger than a pony and we don't have many llamas in this neighborhood. CurtisACravanhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/00315707533118640284noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4445844569294316288.post-18170559871255486662011-11-08T14:28:45.598-08:002011-11-08T14:28:45.598-08:00early winter
a white flag flickers
at wood's...early winter <br />a white flag flickers <br />at wood's edgesnowbirdhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/15316143918251372333noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4445844569294316288.post-35510205350166074082011-11-08T12:46:15.391-08:002011-11-08T12:46:15.391-08:00"...absence beyond itself..."
"Its..."...absence beyond itself..."<br /><br />"Its antlers made the pine branch above its head also quiver."<br /><br />Thank you, Stephen and Donna.<br /><br />Silence, sadness, sanctuary.TChttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05915822857461178942noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4445844569294316288.post-53215437535865275512011-11-08T10:22:45.147-08:002011-11-08T10:22:45.147-08:00Once sat in a pine woods with a deer as it was dyi...Once sat in a pine woods with a deer as it was dying. Its antlers made the pine branch above its head also quiver. We all sat there in the sunlight, shivering. Then I left it to its journey.<br /><br />Bringing your gift to word pond. Thank you, Tom.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4445844569294316288.post-12964863951651464762011-11-08T09:01:02.890-08:002011-11-08T09:01:02.890-08:00Tom,
....The slanting sun:
The shadow of a hill w...Tom,<br /><br />....The slanting sun:<br />The shadow of a hill with a deer on it<br /><br />11.8<br /><br />first grey light in sky above blackness<br />of ridge, silver of planet above branch<br />in foreground, wave sounding in channel<br /><br /> absence beyond itself, form<br /> of appearance between<br /><br /> figures, ground unspecified,<br /> though only during it<br /><br />orange circle of sun rising above ridge,<br />sunlit clouds on horizon across from itSTEPHEN RATCLIFFEhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/12339481653546188412noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4445844569294316288.post-6703401431373817212011-11-08T08:23:20.849-08:002011-11-08T08:23:20.849-08:00Ed,
Some faint deer shadows on the cave wall in t...Ed,<br /><br />Some faint deer shadows on the cave wall in the lower image <a href="http://tomclarkblog.blogspot.com/2009/05/artificial-light.html" rel="nofollow">here</a>...TChttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05915822857461178942noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4445844569294316288.post-43643354667741463742011-11-08T08:22:02.716-08:002011-11-08T08:22:02.716-08:00that "deer" image of mine it is on page...that "deer" image of mine it is on page 142 of Stone Girl E-pic<br /><br />where "she" is simultaneously birthing and being birthed... this the "rent" in "Mother (Earth))<br /><br />and the "jump" into and out of that Eternal CaveEd Bakerhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/11285310130024785775noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4445844569294316288.post-62049411150445457722011-11-08T08:14:02.535-08:002011-11-08T08:14:02.535-08:00first image put up on cave walls
-back in the ...first image put up on cave walls<br /> -back in the day (pale-lithic)-<br /><br />was a deer (a "buck?)<br /><br />symbol(d) of? .... food and birthing<br /><br />got an image here somewhere<br /><br />I think that I titled it "ruminant jump" is I can find it will send it via an email...<br /><br />nice poems<br />nice poems<br /><br /> all that these Old Masters needed was a little IKKYU to spice things up<br /><br />& some of Santoka's booze!<br /><br />come to think of it wasn't Basho's family trade sake brewing ?Ed Bakerhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/11285310130024785775noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4445844569294316288.post-14468925453359432642011-11-08T07:56:31.492-08:002011-11-08T07:56:31.492-08:00Ah, deer abounding. Almost like a kind of grace.
...Ah, deer abounding. Almost like a kind of grace.<br /><br />Yes, the shadow entering the temple door. That's very beautiful.<br /><br />From a strange old night owl who falls easily into nocturnal silent conversation with the deer in these hills, watching them grow from spring into fall, and now beginning to address the survival of another winter, just out of range of the encroaching rush of headlights, many thanks.TChttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05915822857461178942noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4445844569294316288.post-59826683587015674372011-11-08T07:45:46.033-08:002011-11-08T07:45:46.033-08:00I love the shadow with the deer in it-- entering t...I love the shadow with the deer in it-- entering the temple door. Beautiful . . . all of it. The deer are so plentiful now, they don't even bother to run away anymore. And it's hunting season . . .Nin Andrewshttps://www.blogger.com/profile/12643167108589844026noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4445844569294316288.post-30527100084540749332011-11-08T07:39:23.502-08:002011-11-08T07:39:23.502-08:00What a nice coincidence. Just before this post of ...What a nice coincidence. Just before this post of yours, I'd read <a href="http://bit.ly/u66qCp" rel="nofollow">this</a>. Deers abound for me this morning.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.com