Taurus Season Poetry Picks: Embrace the Earthy Vibes

Taurus season has arrived, and it’s the perfect time to slow down, get cozy, and savor the simple pleasures. You know what else pairs perfectly with this grounded, sensual energy? Poetry.

Today, we’re diving into verses that resonate with the earthy, indulgent, and beautiful soul of Taurus. So grab a cup of your favorite tea, find a sunbeam, and let’s get lost in poetic worlds.

Grounded in Earth

As an earth sign, Taurus craves a sense of being rooted.

They draw strength from feeling connected to the ground beneath your feet, the soil that nourishes life, and the natural cycles that remind us of life’s steady rhythm. Let’s explore poetry that helps us tap into that grounded, earthy energy…

Braided Creek: A Conversation in Poetry by Jim Harrison and Ted Kooser

If anyone understands the Taurus longing for simpler times and a harmonious connection with the land, it’s these two poets.

The big fat garter snake
emerged from the gas-stove burner
where she had coiled around the pilot light
for warmth on a cold night.

Braided Creek feels like sinking into a well-worn armchair. Their conversational poems explore the rural landscape, the changing seasons, and the hard-earned wisdom that comes from a life lived in sync with nature.

Morning is cool.

The leaves tremble.

Light fills the oak.

The Summer Day by Mary Oliver

Mary Oliver’s poem “The Summer Day” invites us to sink back into the simplicity and wonder of the natural world. With her signature vivid imagery, she helps us appreciate the beauty of a single grasshopper, the warmth of the sun, and the quiet contentment of a life lived in sync with nature.

Who made the world?
Who made the swan, and the black bear?
Who made the grasshopper?
This grasshopper, I mean–
the one who has flung herself out of the grass,
the one who is eating sugar out of my hand,
who is moving her jaws back and forth instead of up and down–
who is gazing around with her enormous and complicated eyes.
Now she lifts her pale forearms and thoroughly washes her face.
Now she snaps her wings open, and floats away.
I don’t know exactly what a prayer is.
I do know how to pay attention, how to fall down
into the grass, how to kneel down in the grass,
how to be idle and blessed, how to stroll through the fields,
which is what I have been doing all day.
Tell me, what else should I have done?
Doesn’t everything die at last, and too soon?

Tell me, what is it you plan to do with your one wild and precious life?

The Summer Day by Mary Oliver

Dive Into the Senses

Taurus know how to savor life. They appreciate the finest things – a velvety wine, a perfectly ripe peach, the touch of silk on the skin. It’s about delighting in the physical world. This next selection of poetry feeds that craving for the delicious and the sensory…

Blackberry Eating by Galway Kinnell

Blackberry Eating is a poem to savor, not just with the mind, but with all the senses. It’s a perfect reminder that true joy can be found in the simplest moments, in the messy connections with nature, and in the pure, unadulterated pleasure of indulging in the world around us.

I love to go out in late September
among the fat, overripe, icy, black blackberries
to eat blackberries for breakfast,
the stalks very prickly, a penalty
they earn for knowing the black art
of blackberry-making; and as I stand among them
lifting the stalks to my mouth, the ripest berries
fall almost unbidden to my tongue,
as words sometimes do, certain peculiar words
like strengths or squinched,
many-lettered, one-syllabled lumps,
which I squeeze, squinch open, and splurge well
in the silent, startled, icy, black language
of blackberry-eating in late September.

Blackberry Eating by Galway Kinnell

Bright Dead Things by Ada Limon

Picture yourself sprawling on a sun-drenched blanket with this collection in hand. Limón’s poetry bursts with vibrant imagery that awakens every sense. She writes of sun-warmed skin, the buzz of bees in wildflowers, the tang of a just-picked blackberry. These are poems that invite you to savor the present moment, just like Taurus does best.

More than the fuchsia funnels breaking out
of the crabapple tree, more than the neighbor’s
almost obscene display of cherry limbs shoving
their cotton candy-colored blossoms to the slate
sky of Spring rains, it’s the greening of the trees
that really gets to me. When all the shock of white
and taffy, the world’s baubles and trinkets, leave
the pavement strewn with the confetti of aftermath,
the leaves come. Patient, plodding, a green skin
growing over whatever winter did to us, a return
to the strange idea of continuous living despite
the mess of us, the hurt, the empty. Fine then,
I’ll take it, the tree seems to say, a new slick leaf
unfurling like a fist to an open palm, I’ll take it all.

Instructions on Not Giving Up by Ada Limón

These poets offer permission to indulge. They remind us that the sensual world is not just about pleasure; it’s about connecting deeply to the present moment and finding the extraordinary within the ordinary.

So, sink your teeth into their words, and let them be a reminder to delight in all that life has to offer your senses.

Finding Beauty All Around

Taurus has an eye for beauty – but it’s not limited to museums or manicured gardens. They find artistry in the curve of a fallen leaf, the intricate patterns of frost, the unfurling of a wildflower. The following poets perfectly echo that enchantment.

A Blessing by James Wright

James Wright’s “A Blessing” is a love letter to the unexpected beauty found in everyday encounters. The poem describes a simple scene: two powerful horses standing in a field. Yet, Wright’s keen eye transforms this into a moment of profound connection. The speaker notices the horses’ “rich manure” smell and the “damp, sweet grass” beneath their hooves – details that might be overlooked by others but resonate with Taurus’ grounded nature.

Just off the highway to Rochester, Minnesota,
Twilight bounds softly forth on the grass.
And the eyes of those two Indian ponies
Darken with kindness.
They have come gladly out of the willows
To welcome my friend and me.
We step over the barbed wire into the pasture
Where they have been grazing all day, alone.
They ripple tensely, they can hardly contain their happiness   
That we have come.
They bow shyly as wet swans. They love each other.
There is no loneliness like theirs.   
At home once more,
They begin munching the young tufts of spring in the darkness.   
I would like to hold the slenderer one in my arms,
For she has walked over to me   
And nuzzled my left hand.   
She is black and white,
Her mane falls wild on her forehead,
And the light breeze moves me to caress her long ear
That is delicate as the skin over a girl’s wrist.
Suddenly I realize
That if I stepped out of my body I would break
Into blossom.

A Blessing by James Wright

I Wandered Lonely as a Cloud by William Wordsworth

This poem resonates with Taurus’ love for grandeur and their appreciation for the power nature holds. The image of the endless field of daffodils evokes a sense of abundance and joy, perfectly aligning with Taurus’ positive and optimistic outlook. The poem also highlights the lasting impact of nature’s beauty, something Taurus, with their sentimental nature, will deeply appreciate.

I wandered lonely as a cloud
That floats on high o’er vales and hills,
When all at once I saw a crowd,
A host, of golden daffodils;
Beside the lake, beneath the trees,
Fluttering and dancing in the breeze.

Continuous as the stars that shine
And twinkle on the milky way,
They stretched in never-ending line
Along the margin of a bay:
Ten thousand saw I at a glance,
Tossing their heads in sprightly dance.
The waves beside them danced; but they
Out-did the sparkling waves in glee:
A poet could not but be gay,
In such a jocund company:
I gazed—and gazed—but little thought
What wealth the show to me had brought:

For oft, when on my couch I lie
In vacant or in pensive mood,
They flash upon that inward eye
Which is the bliss of solitude;
And then my heart with pleasure fills,
And dances with the daffodils.

I Wandered Lonely as a Cloud by William Wordsworth

Both poets, in their own way, invite us to see the natural world not just as beautiful, but as deeply meaningful. They remind us that we are a part of something infinitely complex and awe-inspiring, something to be honored and cherished– a sentiment the Taurus heart understands well. Let these poems inspire you to step outside.

Observe, wonder, and discover the hidden artistry all around you.

Embracing the Earthly Joys of Taurus Season

Stability, sensuality, beauty, and the gentle art of self-care… these threads weave together to create the rich tapestry of Taurus season. Whether you were drawn to the deep connection to the earth, the celebration of the senses, nature’s artistry, or the invitation to slow down and reflect, I hope these poets have been delightful companions on your journey.

Treat yourself to a deeper dive into their collections. Their words offer solace, joy, and inspiration, adding an extra layer of richness to this special time. Just like the most decadent Taurus dessert, there’s always another bite to savor!

Now, let’s keep the conversation flowing! Which poem, which line, resonated the most deeply with you? Share your favorites in the comments below and spark a beautiful discussion.

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