Looking for Treasure in the Everyday
January 18, 2013
The Everyday
by Ursula Le Guin, from Finding My Elegy
First light. The arc of the old moon was rising
in a windy dawn that quickly grew behind it.
Silver-bright at first, it dimmed and thinned
’till it was lost in a vast radiance.
What happens everyday is what’s surprising.
The treasure’s never where I look to find it
but where I simply look — the sky, the wind,
sunrise, a silver arc, the moment’s chance.





January 20, 2013 at 2:09 am
A beautiful post – thank you!
January 20, 2013 at 10:05 am
That photo of the blogger is superb. With the focus on the jogger, it would have been (dare I say) pedestrian. This photo’s mysterious, evocative, thought-provoking.