Hope of It
by Judith Partin-Nielsen
Where is the
beauty, the Hope
in the horror of
it, you ask.
Underneath a hard,
casement of seed
bloom, a bud
not yet conceived
a fragrance only
the mind’s eye.
Are we the Hope of
Following a trail of words, mountains, spirit and tears, this writer,
mother, wife, and eventually psychoanalyst left Texas for Colorado in 1985. The
land of the Arapahoe welcomed Judith Partin-Nielsen and called her by
name. The love of poetry, poet and high mountain valleys has warmed her heart
and made her home. Freud said, “Everywhere I go, the poet has been there before
me.” May we keep following those footsteps on our paths through the worlds.
This contributor has taught contemplative psychotherapy at Naropa
University, practices psychoanalysis, and writes poetry.