the world is hard
and also melting with green
give up, give up your strife
rest on the branch, easy and
glowing like the red bud
Folks, I can't keep up. I gave myself some hard work to do here in April on top of some other hard work I am doing, and I'm tired in general, after many years of making all my work hard and serious and life-threatening. (You can ask if you want to know more, but I bet some of you recognize that circumstance.) Obligating a daily poem on a stressful topic while I try to get my head around the end of my traditional teaching career is unsustainable, it turns out. So I'm still reading and and still thinking, and I'll put up a poem when it feels easy and glowing instead of hard and obligatory.
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You wise red bud friend. This is gorgeous and important advice for you...and many of us. Thank you for sharing all of these poems. You and Mary Lee have helped me to face my fears around climate change with your words. Now rest. Take care of you who takes care of so many. xo
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DeleteFrom Mary O. and me:
ReplyDelete"You do not have to be good.
You do not have to walk on your knees
for a hundred miles through the desert repenting.
You only have to let the soft animal of your body
love what it loves."
Come back when you can.
Hugs!