Friday, October 17, 2008

Regimen against Ennui

I know this sounds trite but

Before you call it just
Another day,

Leave two galvanized
Pails full of water

Under the stars,
Then hit the hay.

*

Get up

At the crack of dawn,
Go straightaway out

And

As you watch the stars
Being washed away,

Empty the pails in turn over
Your still numb stark-naked body.

You are now clearly
And fully ready

To greet a brand-new day.




Thanks to William Michaelian for linking to my blog, for his never-failing daily posts which help to make my day, and for his helping me with html tags.

3 comments:

  1. What a pleasant surprise! And thank you.

    Now, why does this lovely poem remind me of Zorba?

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  2. Maybe because it reminds you of the way Zorba captures the essence of each day--with unbridled zest--while the vast sleeping majority lets it slip away!

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  3. So many inspiring scenes in that book. I’m finding that same, stone-ancient, clear-eyed wisdom here, in your poems. Crepuscular is another gem.

    “Your pulse is being taken
    By twilight again.”

    Wonderful . . .

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