|gah! remember these?|
Wednesday, March 30, 2011
Saturday, March 26, 2011
by Rabindranath TagoreII
Keep me fully glad with nothing. Only take my hand in your hand.
In the gloom of the deepening night take up my heart and play with it as you list. Bind me close to you with nothing.
I will spread myself out at your feet and lie still. Under this clouded sky I will meet silence with silence. I will become one with the night clasping the earth in my breast.
Make my life glad with nothing.
The rains sweep the sky from end to end. Jasmines in the wet untamable wind revel in their own perfume. The cloud-hidden stars thrill in secret. Let me fill to the full my heart with nothing but my own depth of joy.
Saturday, March 19, 2011
late March and the river is high.
Things happened that I could not
control. On my 24th birthday
my grandfather fell over and his
heart stopped beating. Meanwhile
the river rose and flooded the valley,
bringing swans and black American
mallards, a great blue heron
balanced on one leg.
They say the moon controls the tides
but God controls the river. I do not
know God, but sometimes I want
more than anything to be able to pray.
Embarrassed by mortality, I thought
more and more of where I am going,
who I will be.
In summer we floated the river.
All day I watched waxwings and
swallows and passed slowly. Perhaps
what I really want is to let the river
of my life rise and fall. I can be whatever
the season wants of me, whether
quiet swan or furtive swallow.
Things happen that I cannot control.
Late March, the river is high.
Monday, March 14, 2011
bus screech and bus go of wheels on pavement. engine that won't start but does. drunk man shouting above whistle of wind. wind, often, rustling windows, cabinets, floors. crackle and snap of radiators in morning. neighbor's faucet sound, and water through pipes. someone coughing. someone laughing. tea kettle screeching. someone singing softly in the distance, like so many thoughts of late. and you, in the other room, your quiet sleep breathing.
waiting for spring, owning math tests, getting over a cough, signing up for half marathons, turning 24, thinking of my grandfather, worrying about the future, letting dust balls collect in the corners, fretting about dust balls in the corners, drinking coffee and taking my vitamins.