naming/diamonds

"it is not unwise then to say
that the air is hung close with diamonds
that we breathe diamond
our lungs hoarding, exchanging
our blood sowing them rich and thick
along every course it takes
does this explain
why some of us are so hard
why some of us shine
why we are all precious

that we are awash in creation
spumed with diamonds
shot through with beauty
that survived the deaths of stars"

-pat mayne ellis, scientists find universe awash in tiny diamonds

"behind naming, beneath words, is something else.  an existence named unnamed and unnameable.  we give the grass a name, and earth a name.  we say grass and earth are separate.  we know this because we can pull the grass free of the earth and see its separate roots - but when the grass is free, it dies.  we say the inarticulate have no souls.  we say the cow's eye has no existence outside ourselves, that the red wing of the blackbird has no thought, the roe of the salmon no feeling, because we cannot name these.  yet for our own lives we grieve all that cannot be spoken, that there is no name for, repeating for ourselves the names of things which surround what cannot be named.  we say heron and loon, coot and killdeer, snipe and sandpiper, gull and hawk, eagle and osprey, pigeon and dove, oriole, meadowlark, sparrow.  we say red admiral and painted lady, morning cloak and question mark, baltimore and checkerspot, buckeye, monarch, viceroy, mayfly, stonefly, cicada, leafhopper and earwig, we say sea urchin and sand dollar, starfish and sandworm.  we say mucous membrane, uterus, cervix, ligament, vagina and hymen, labia, orifice, artery, vessel, spine and heart.  we say skin, blood, breast, nipple, taste, nostril, green, eye, hair, we say vulva, hood, clitoris, belly, foot, knee, elbow, pit, nail, thumb, we say tongue, teeth, toe, ear, we say ear and voice and touch and taste and we say again love, breast and beautiful and vulva, saying clitoris, saying belly, saying toes and soft, saying ear, saying ear, saying ear, ear and hood and hood and green and all that we say we are saying around that which cannot be said, cannot be spoken.  but in a moment that which is behind naming makes itself known.  hand and breast know each one to the other.  wood in the table knows clay in the bowl.  air knows grass knows water knows mud knows beetle knows frost knows sunlight knows the shape of the earth knows death knows not dying.  and all this knowledge is in the souls of everything, behind naming, before speaking, beneath words."

-susan griffin, from woman and nature