Cloud, Stone, Sun, Vine: Poems Selected and New
By May Sarton
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One of the primary themes of May Sarton’s work, especially in the first few decades of her career as a poet, memoirist, and novelist, is a veneration for and desire to understand nature. This yearning is collected in Cloud, Stone, Sun, Vine, which comprises more than two decades of Sarton’s impressive output.
The anthology marks a turning point in Sarton’s career as her meditations on being alone become more and more frequent, foreshadowing her famous memoir Journal of a Solitude. Featuring the classic sonnet collection “A Divorce of Lovers,” Cloud, Stone, Sun, Vine is not to be missed by any Sarton fan.
May Sarton
May Sarton (1912–1995) was born on May 3 in Wondelgem, Belgium, and grew up in Cambridge, Massachusetts. Her first volume of poetry, Encounters in April, was published in 1937 and her first novel, The Single Hound, in 1938. Her novels A Shower of Summer Days, The Birth of a Grandfather, and Faithful Are the Wounds, as well as her poetry collection In Time Like Air, all received nominations for the National Book Award. An accomplished memoirist, Sarton came out as a lesbian in her 1965 book Mrs. Stevens Hears the Mermaids Singing. Her memoir Journal of a Solitude (1973) was an account of her experiences as a female artist. Sarton spent her later years in York, Maine, living and writing by the sea. In her last memoir, Endgame: A Journal of the Seventy-Ninth Year (1992), she shares her own personal thoughts on getting older. Her final poetry collection, Coming into Eighty, was published in 1994. Sarton died on July 16, 1995, in York, Maine.
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Cloud, Stone, Sun, Vine - May Sarton
American Places
A New Mexican Sequence
MEDITATION IN SUNLIGHT
1
In space in time I sit
Thousands of feet above
The sea and meditate
On solitude on love
Near all is brown and poor
Houses are made of earth
Sun opens every door
The city is a hearth
Far all is blue and strange
The sky looks down on snow
And meets the mountain range
Where time is light not shadow
Time in the heart held still
Space as the household god
And joy instead of will
Knows love as solitude
Knows solitude as love
Knows time as light not shadow
Thousands of feet above
The sea where I am now.
2
This landscape does not speak,
Exists, is simply there,
Take it or leave it; the weak
Suffer from fierce air.
For these high desolate
Lands where earth is skeleton
Make no demands; they state.
Who can resist the stone?
Implacable tranquillity
That searches out the naked heart,
Touches the quick of anxiety,
And breaks the world apart.
The angel in the flaming air
Is everywhere and no escape,
Asking of life that it be pure
And given as the austere landscape.
And most accompanied when alone;
Most sensitive when mastered sense;
Alive most when the will is gone,
Absence become the greatest Presence.
WITHOUT THE VIOLENCE
Without the violence, the major shift,
The shudder of the earth’s foundations torn,
Without the great upheaval that could lift
That fiery core, it would not have been born,
And yet when chaos cooled, this land was here,
Absolute and austere—
Then, not before,
It snowed.
Later, by centuries and centuries
The saving water flowed,
The grass arrived, dark little trees.
After a terrible and rending war,
This land took on its fearful peace,
After, and not before.
THE LAND OF SILENCE
1
Time beats like a heart; we do not hear it
But we are nourished as by sleep after pain.
Death is so close to life that we can bear it.
The smallest veins drink time and breathe again.
2
Now I am here in the land of silence,
Of the near dove and the distant hills,
I know that the surface is the essence,
No stripping down what is already bare,
No probing what is absolutely here.
This is the land of bones and violent dreaming
Where Heaven is woven in and out of Hell
And each not essence but actual and near.
Even more than love we search for faith
Who in this high air must gasp for breath.
LETTER TO AN INDIAN FRIEND
Was it a long journey for you to begin
To grow peaceful green things,
To harvest well, to watch the sun
Go down, to find the ancient springs?
What human pain, what wild desire
Did you burn in the fire,
Long ago, Tilano?
What is the first step, Tilano,
Toward the wisdom of your feet,
Treading the dust or the snow
So quiet, so tender, so fleet?
I have come from far
To the warm sun and the shelter,
A long journey to reach here,
And now it is clear
That I do not know
The first step.
What is the first act, Tilano,
Toward the wisdom of your hands?
They plant the corn;
They bring in the lamp in the evening,
Wood for the fire, and each thing done
With rigorous love, with devotion.
It was a long journey to you and the sun,
And now it seems I clasp in your hand
A land of work and silence, a whole land.
What is the first prayer, Tilano?
To go into the forest
And be content to