Do not let your fire go out, spark by irreplaceable spark in the hopeless swamps of the not-quite, the not-yet, and the not-at-all. Do not let the hero in your soul perish in lonely frustration for the life you deserved and have never been able to reach. The world you desire can be won. It exists… it is real… it is possible… it’s yours.
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In celebration of World Poetry Day, I’d thought I’d share this wonderful poem by Jack Gilbert with you all. Of course there’s always the poem that was the inspiration for my blog, A Dead Rose by Elizabeth Barrett Browning.
Do you have a favourite poem? If so, leave me a comment and let me know. It’s always wonderful to discover new poets and poems.
I’m tired of everlastingly being unnatural and never doing anything I want to do. I’m tired of acting like I don’t eat more than a bird, and walking when I want to run and saying I feel faint after a waltz, when I could dance for two days and never get tired. I’m tired of saying, ‘How wonderful you are!’ to fool men who haven’t got one-half the sense I’ve got, and I’m tired of pretending I don’t know anything, so men can tell me things and feel important while they’re doing it… I can’t eat another bite.
– Scarlett O’Hara
Gone with the Wind, Margaret Mitchell
I remember the first time I saw Botticelli’s painting Calumny of Apelles in the Uffizi gallery. I’d been to countless museums at this point, seen hundreds of renaissance paintings and was wondering through room after room eyes skimming past, each painting blurring into the next. Until my eyes touched on this, and something about it had touched me in return, making me move closer.
You have but the truth of your feelings and thoughts first, and the sound of your voice would, and could, follow.
– Vanessa Redgrave
That these two talented bloggers read my posts is the most wonderful feeling. To receive their nominations and read their generous and kind comments about being an inspiring blogger seems strange to me, particularly after the month I’ve just had. It was a particularly testing one as I spent day after day under the covers. Continue reading
the most daring thing is to create stable communities in which the terrible disease of loneliness can be cured.
– Kurt Vonnegut
This post is a special shout out to all you wonderful people who blog. When I started this blog, I had no knowledge of your existence and didn’t comprehend the world I was entering into.
I started a blog to give myself something to do, to try to give myself a little purpose so I could slowly coax myself out of bed. Since starting this blog however, I’ve discovered far more than purpose. I have witnessed kindness, generosity, insight, wisdom, comfort. I have discovered a community.
So thank you all for sharing your own lives and thoughts with me. Thank you for listening to me and responding with support and encouragement.
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Written in 1927 by Max Ehrmann, the Desiderata (latin for desired things) is a prose poem highlighting this very wise man’s philosophy on how to live a happy life.
Go placidly amid the noise and the haste,
and remember what peace there may be in silence.