for no reason at all

September 15, 2010 candacemorris 6 Comments



Yesterday, I sat down to my morning quiet, this time with Rilke.  For absolutely no discernable reason other than my increased melancholy of late, I fixated on this poem for 30 minutes.  I don't mean that I performed my usual poetic analysis, which may include saying the poem aloud a few times, looking up various words, familiarizing myself with the cadence, and grappeling with the tone as I scribble notes in the margin.  No, not this at all.



Instead, I stared at it.
I re-read it.
Then I stared some more.



Sometimes there are things in life that speak very clearly to me of their own distance.  I am not supposed to delve into them, they are meant for me in that moment to be nothing other than a skimming of my soul-surface.  I know this particular poem spoke to my depths, but it was almost as if my mind wasn't aware of it.  Perhaps it was a meditative kind of trance in which to absorb poetry...whatever it was, I loved it.

Then at 9:00am, I went straight back to bed until 10:30am.  My soul told me to do it.





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6 comments:

What a wonderful poem & if I may so say you look smashing in that shade of lipstick!! I hope your soul is rested now.

Melissa said...

My my, how beautiful you are in that first photo. I think I may need that shade of lipstick.

Joyful said...

A good poem and a good sleep. What could be better? Love your top photo. Very nicely composed and artful. The lipstick is nice too.

Cassie said...

Good girl. Way to listen to your soul! It's that stirring--you're right, that means something. Whatever it is, it means something. xo

I'll have to get my hands on that book!

I'm just saying.....there's a lot of adoration over here....just for you. x

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thanks