inaugural poetry

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Today I’m attempting to hunker down and work on poetry — all day. What I keep finding myself thinking of, however, being distracted by, is how very very differently some people I love dearly see the world, from how I see it. The publications I read are not reporting jubilantly on the inauguration. Rather, there’s a keening lament, generally, for ethical leadership, for the dream of universal health care, for fair and equal public education, for Civil Rights. The only publications I see skewering Democrats are those displayed at the check out stand at the grocery store (disconcerting enough). So, I’m sorry, but I just don’t get it. When I’m at my best, I would like to understand, in fact, I rather think that’s the poet’s job — to understand.

So, since those people aren’t here with me, I’ll share three things from my recent reading. First, a conversation between writer Marilynne Robinson and President Barack Obama from The New York Review of Books. I would also like to urge you to visit Loren Webster’s blog, In a Dark Time…The Eye Begins to See, for a look at some poetry by Naomi Shihab Nye, plus (if you scroll down) pictures of the natural world that are always able to lift my spirits. Loren’s blog title, all by itself (a quote from Theodore Roethke) reminds me of one path toward insight.

And, finally, a re-press from The Poetry Department…aka The Boynton Blog. This site will link you to another site, which has a video of a reading at the Library of Congress by poet Elizabeth Alexander. It begins thus:

Poetry will not be part of today’s inauguration ceremonies, but you can learn more about Poetry and the Presidential Inauguration on the Library of Congress website. And, of course, you can b…

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Contemplation and Action

P1050692I spent today hanging out with a very bad cold, and reading until my eyes burned. Here’s Parker Palmer on the importance of contemplation and its place in the world — not simply for “intellectuals,” but for everyone:

“Rightly understood, contemplation and action are standard features of ordinary, everyday life. Our contemplative action may be raising a child, making things with wood, delivering mail, managing a company, operating a computer, volunteering to feed the hungry, writing a book. Our active contemplation may involve staring out the window, grieving a painful loss. Whatever our action, it can express and help shape our souls and our world. Whatever our contemplation, it can help us see the reality behind the veils. Contemplation and action are not high skills or specialties for the virtuous few. They are the warp and weft of human life, the interwoven threads that form the fabric of who we are and who we are becoming.” (18-19)

So I’m fighting that weird (illness-induced) feeling of being “helpless and hopeless.” Not just a political malaise.

Thinking of what to do next.

Fifteen minutes, three days…

779hourglassOver the past couple of months I’ve been doing some radical rethinking of how I eat. Long story short, I suspect that I’ve got something going on with inflammation, and I would like to get to the bottom of it. I won’t try to get you to subscribe to anything I’m reading or experimenting with, as I’m very far from being a health coach, but my personal strategy has two parts: first, to try making a small change here and there and, second, to stick to it long enough that I can notice how I feel.

My tried-and-true strategy of “keeping it small” is working for me. I’ve read in numerous books, for instance, that Americans eat too many grains and it wouldn’t hurt to eat less of them. So I’ve given up eating grains for breakfast (I’ve cut back or eliminated them temporarily at other meals, too, just not so religiously). I did not take this on imagining that I will do it forever, just that maybe I’d try it for a few days, maybe a few weeks…and see what happens. Of course it’s more trouble to fry up veggies and eggs for breakfast than it is to pour a bowl of cereal, but I told myself, “It’s only 15 minutes” (fewer than 15, as it turns out), and so far, so good.

I am also experimenting with keeping sugar out of my mouth — at least anything that is deliberately sugary. The first day or so was the hardest, and I tried telling myself that I wouldn’t eat it just now (even setting my phone timer for 15 minutes on at least one occasion), but I could have it later if I still wanted it. Nope, didn’t want it after all.

Fifteen minutes, three days. Those are the two magic numbers for me.

This experiment began back in November, got interrupted by the holidays, continued only sporadically (an ineffective system for me), and has now gotten back on track. What I find is that an initial, very small commitment (as little as 15 minutes) gets me on track, and if I can keep plodding along, then after the first 3 days my cravings subside. I don’t want sugar if I’m not eating sugar. I was sure that my cereal with almond milk and fruit was the healthiest breakfast I could muster, but after a few days, again, I find that it isn’t that big a deal to get out a frying pan and the olive oil.

It works for writing, too.

If you want to write, then the key is to get started. You can write (or stare at a blank page) for 15 minutes to start with. You can write a list. You can write a table of contents. You can write one sentence. You can write ten sentences, each beginning with If I could write I would write a poem/story/novel/essay about.. Or I want to write about… You could describe a character, or a real person.

If you’re really, really stuck, you could try listing your excuses and responding to them.

CAM00264What I have found in years and years of thinking of myself as a writer — and dealing with the constant interruptions that have come from working at other jobs, going to school, writing stuff (like college papers) that I didn’t want to write, having a family, etc., etc., etc., is that —

  1. no matter how busy I am I can always take a 15 minute break to write, and
  2. on the third or fourth day of committing myself to a course, I break through.

15 minutes. 3 days.

New Year’s Resolutions are over-rated. Don’t resolve to write this year. But try writing for 15 minutes today. And then try it again tomorrow. If you’re not enjoying it by the time you get through a few days, then — by all means — stop.

And if you want to read another blogger’s strategies for making a change, Steve Pavlina suggests what he calls “The 30-Day Trial.”

A Dog’s Life

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I know this should say “Happy New Year,” but it’s the picture I have on hand.

Having just finished reading Gail Caldwell’s Let’s Take the Long Way Home (see the Washington Post review here), which is all about friendship and death and dogs, I am in a doggy kind of mood. Additionally, last night I made a midnight run to Arlington to pick up daughter #3 and I took Pabu with me, so my Tibetan Terrier (that smart and sensitive lad) and I spent an hour and a half hanging out in close quarters together. Daughter #3 (who never seems especially glad to see me) was glad to see Pabu, and I was happy.

It takes so little to make me happy. And so much.

Then, this morning, I came across this blog, Musing: A Laid Back Lit Journalwhich originates from Parnassus, the indie-bookstore in Nashville, Tenn., owned by author Ann Patchett, et al. The dog-theme continues there (see their greeting card on Dec. 20), but also some political musings from my tribe members, and book recommendations. I thought I’d share it all with you.