As one reader noted, Merton was a "writing machine", and the photos evoked sentiments that Merton seemed to capture repeatedly. One of my biggest problems was choosing just one poem from many that seemed appropriate. I didn't go about this in any organized way, and many times I couldn't find again a writing that I found while perusing the huge collection of poetry. That was frustrating
I may re-visit these photos and Merton writings, so I'm thinking of this project as a kind of "first draft".
I usually looked at the photo first, then explored Merton's poetry to find words that somehow "fit" the photo. However, there was poem that I came upon repeatedly, but no photo ever appeared that captured the essence of the words:
The shadows fall. The stars appear. The birds begin,I may have to peruse the NASA photos and see if there is one that finds this homeless and lost God.
Night embraces the silent half of the earth.
A vagrant, a destitute wanderer with dusty feet, finds his
way down a new road.
A homeless God, lost in the night, without papers,
without even a number, a frail expendable exile
lies down in desolation under the sweet stars of the world
and entrusts Himself to sleep.
-Thomas Merton, "Hagia Sophia" IV Sunset, The Hour of Compline, Salve Regina, Collected Poems, p. 369
Merry Christmas to everyone. Thank you.