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Image for Poem #1640 ECSTASY

Take all away from me, but leave me Ecstasy, And I am richer then than all my Fellow Men - I'll it becometh me to dwell so wealthily When at my very Door are those possessing more, In abject poverty - Description, Emily Dickinson’s favorite thing to do was garden. There is nothing like sticking your fingers into the dirt of the earth, softening it like kneading dough, pulling weeds and roots to prepare it for seeds and plants. When she is talking about ecstasy she not only is talking about bodily orgasmic pleasure, but her deep appreciation for nature and the land. She actually never made any money in her life time but it didn’t matter, she didn’t need it, and she never married, but she didn’t need that either. She may have had some sexual affairs with men or women but it was her garden, her poetry, and herself, “richer then than all my Fellow Men”, gave her ecstasy. I pity the poor man that has to hire a gardener for his property. The second image is from Gustave Courbet ht


None who saw it ever told it ‘Tis as hid as Death Had for that specific treasure A departing breath- Surfaces may be invested Did the Diamond grow General as the Dandelion Would you serve it so? Description, I remember my photography professor, Kok Young, always saying, “You don’t need to go anywhere to do good art.”  Inspiration and art is all around you if you seek it. The extraordinary is in the everyday, it just takes a closer look. When I open my studio doors, I can see a garbage can and weeds, or I can see a weed with its many complex and beautiful lines. It is just a matter of shifting your focus so you become always eternally grateful. “Serve“ the everyday with extreme observation and appreciation, and you will see an everyday weed turn into sparklers and fireworks, on the 4th of July, right before your very eyes. Everything and every moment is a “treasure”  and should be treated so.