Just Because Air is Free Doesn’t Mean You Breathe (and Other Free Things)
1. Brynn Saito made me cry this morning and it really pissed me off.
But it got me thinking about all the things that are necessary to survival that we don’t always do, like cry, or eat, or breathe.No I’ve never gone hungry but I’ve woken alone with a ghost in my throat and I’ve been like the child who’s sure she perceives some creature in the dark—
“Trembling on the Brink of a Mesquite Tree” by Brynn Saito in The Palace of Contemplating Departure
Of course I’m talking both literally and in metaphor. I realized, in cleansing myself vicariously through Brynn’s emotional verse, that there are a lot of things I’ve forgotten to do lately, or avoided doing, because they were too hard.
Time to suck it up, buttercup. I don’t know who this interior voice is, or where he came from. He’s masculine and in my mind sounds like somebody put John Wayne, Clint Eastwood and Adam Sandler (I know, right?) into a sound booth and Suck it up, buttercup is the favorite phrase of this tough guy/comedian amalgamation.It’s done: never again in my life will I be only one thing.
Saito, in her poem, “The Messenger” from The Palace of Contemplating Departure
Between Brynn and the trio of Hollywood men living in my brain, I realized the timing of selecting Saito’s book for today couldn’t have been any other way. I haven’t been breathing, or nourishing myself, or having moments of catharsis because I’ve been in fight or flight since we got word on this move. Every day I’m in a whirlwind of appointments and rapid-fire decisions, thinking the faster I move, the more I pack into the day, the better prepared I will be for living in Africa.
2. I will not be prepared to live in Africa…until I am in Africa.
Slow down, you move too fast. Really? Really Eastwood-Duke-Sandler guy? Now you’re Simon and Garfunkling all over my brain?
But they’re right. What will get done will get done. What will not, is not to be finished before I go.What I mean to say is: Sometimes I can taste my own madness and I don’t mind it, and I miss you, and I’m alive.
From “Present in All Things” in The Palace of Contemplating Departure. This is one of my favorite Saito poems.
3. You only have until 5pm today to enter for Geraldine Brooks tickets.
There are several entry options from Monday’s post, and another entry option Tuesday, Wednesday and today. Today you get entered for Geraldine Brooks tickets by commenting below about anything in today’s post, anything that made you think, smile, laugh, question.
4. Play Rafflecopter with me for two prizes:
The Bryann Saito hardcover, signed copy of Palace of Contemplating Departure
And the cool pocket notebook from Red Hen Press.
Have a beautiful weekend!