Monday, August 07, 2006

So that I'm no longer staring at myself at the top of this page every time I obsessively check it...

as per request, "Wild Geese" by Mary Oliver:

You do not have to be good.
You do not have to walk on your knees
for a hundred miles through the desert, repenting.
You only have to let the soft animal of your body love what it loves.
Tell me about despair, yours, and I will tell you mine.
Meanwhile the world goes on.
Meanwhile the sun and the clear pebbles of the rain
are moving across the landscapes,
over the prairies and deep trees,
the mountains and the rivers.
Meanwhile the wild geese, high in the clean blue air
are heading home again.
Whoever you are, no matter how lonely,
the world offers itself to your imagination,
calls to you like the wild geese, harsh and exciting--
over and over announcing your place
in the family of things.

I miss you all,


At 10:20 PM, Blogger Shakespeare Teacher said...

You too!? I know what you mean....miss you sooo very much! Ahhh we happy few, we band of co-dependent brothers!



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