the summer's slowing me down,
and it's alright, because sometimes i need that,
a downshift in speed and expectation, and it's great,
it is, to be this languid, to not need to finish on time,
or hurry before the store's closed, or kowtow
to those false and hastened clocks i'm trying to beat.
and yet, in this heat i feel boneless, a liquid
version of myself, even when my back
arches at the news, the growing urgency
of melting glaciers, false numbers, civilian warfare,
rising waters and record-breaking droughts,
and the rest and the rest and the rest of it.
it's not that i don't care.
it's not that i'm incapable.
it's not that i'm busy.
the question is: how do i move
toward the larger task of coercing the world's survival?
3 comments:
you take one foot and place it in front of the other with the assurance of basic goodness at your core...you do not give in to the thought that the world is hopeless...you make this your life's work and say "fuck the money, fuck the normalcy, fuck the ideologies no matter what, I am here with basic goodness"...and you do not vary from this no matter what is happening around you or to you, you hang on to this basic truth.
That and recycle :)
Maya, Maya, Maya - you hit me right where it counts: in the heart. There is so much urgency, so much bad news, and so much sorrow in the world. My back arches, my eyebrows arch, and my spirit sags. Then I tell my kids another story about the power of gentle words, peaceful thoughts, and lovingkindness in action. I say another prayer. I send another gentle thought out into the universe. I read blogs like yours. And I am once again filled with hope. Joy. And oh, so grateful that I am not alone in my prayers for peace and survival - and not only of the fittest. Thank you, Gail
"coercing the world's survival"... you, this phrase, noreen's website with wise, and all young women like you giving care in this direction provide the hope i feel for the future. with this, the world has a much greater chance of survival.
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