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A Thought for Today

Stepping on the stage is like stepping on the starter: Sometimes you have to pump a little before the engine turns.

 

FROM the¨BOOKS

TRANSITION

Can you guess what’s wrong?
I’ve tried and failed
to rise above the breakers
to swift sail out the storm.
Now chance is going
             if not gone.
Will you be the one
to start the argument tonight
or is it my turn, I forget.

I wait here for a sign,
a motion wasted on me,
proof that it is possible
for each of us to care
      for each of us.
I cannot say
how long I’ve waited.
Years pass by within
        a single hour
to those who feel uncared for.

Had there been a signal,
I would have known.

What goes on unseen
untold to us
       by one the other
is more real
than all the sentences
our senses spoke
        and speak.

I see your face and know
a tilting of your shoulder
speaks whole paragraphs aloud
whole stories filled with proof
that what is happening
is if anything a willful lie
both of us indulge in.

This much is fact.
You do not amaze me
with your dark indifference.
You never once astound me
by being only what
            you wish to be.

I await the crumbs just now
delighted that they come
from fresh bread
            lifted out of ovens
by some hidden master baker.

No pride moves ahead
to pave my way.

I’ve fast become
the dark parts
          of your shadow,
little more than your extension,
hardly more than your left arm.

It tires me to know
I’m just the casing
                of a window
looking out beyond your world.

After I’ve packed up
                  and gone
fly a flag
should the intruder come.

Take care to give me
fresh reports of all the ships
and all the ducks and seagulls
that sail or waddle beachward.

Be sure to tell me
if the seals come back
                  this year
and how the house
gets through the winter.

Keep a diary of sorts
a notebook day to day
that I might thumb through
                   or pore over
when I’m living inland
miles away.

                       - From the US Edition of "The Sea Around Me", 1977

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Saturday 17 December

Marilyn Beck o Paul Cadmus o Erskine Caldwell o Eric Coker o Arthur Fiedler o Bob Guccione o Milla Jovovich o Eugene Levy o Richard Long o Julia Meade o Mike Mills o Novella Nelson o Sy Oliver o Katina Paxinou o Bill Pullman o William Safire o Tommy Steele o Nat Stuckey o John Greenleaf Whittier o Vanessa Zima

Sunday 18 December

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Rod's random thoughts Don’t try to fast-forward your life, you’ll get there soon enough.

All of us have an appointment with death; I intend to be fashionably late for mine.

These days Lazarus could not afford the real estate to rise from.

FOOTBALL

It is because of my own inability
to discern messages on time
that I send words into the air
straight, through, never at random.
Paper airplanes hopes unleashed
              in unsuspecting lands
made by hands that would have made
                               a difference
if they knew how.

For those same reasons
I’m confetti spreader at the Mardi Gras,
wherever saints or non-saints march.
Here too my handfuls are directional.

I believe that to each David
should come his Michelangelo
or why is marble dredged from quarry?
To each Eliza, her Bernard
or how is language guarded?
Without a caring Carroll
                        for each Alice,
Black Holes would pock the landscape.
Those of us who’ve chose servitude
and put on uniforms to prove it
ought to keep antennas out.

The long and short of it,
to each David his own Michelangelo.
It justifies the uncarved stone.

- from Suspension Bridge, 1984

 
     
 
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