August 9th, 2020

Poem of the day

[i carry your heart with me(i carry it in]

i carry your heart with me(i carry it in
my heart)i am never without it(anywhere
i go you go,my dear;and whatever is done
by only me is your doing,my darling)
i fear
no fate(for you are my fate,my sweet)i want
no world(for beautiful you are my world,my true)
and it’s you are whatever a moon has always meant
and whatever a sun will always sing is you

here is the deepest secret nobody knows
(here is the root of the root and the bud of the bud
and the sky of the sky of a tree called life;which grows
higher than soul can hope or mind can hide)
and this is the wonder that's keeping the stars apart

i carry your heart(i carry it in my heart)

“[i carry your heart with me(i carry it in]” Copyright 1952, © 1980, 1991 by the Trustees for the E. E. Cummings Trust, from Complete Poems: 1904-1962 by E. E. Cummings, edited by George J. Firmage. Used by permission of Liveright Publishing Corporation.
Source: Complete Poems: 1904-1962 (Liveright Publishing Corporation, 1991)

All quiet

“We went down into the silent garden. Dawn is the time when nothing breathes, the hour of silence. Everything is transfixed, only the light moves.”
Leonora Carrington

Good morning from a very quiet Padstow.

Everyone in the flat is asleep — but then it is 5.34 am.

In a moment (without Alfie today — someone else can walk him for a change), I'm going to head off down the Camel Trail. I'm not sure the weather but it doesn't matter: I just need to be alone.

Perhaps it's me — no, it is me — but I crave (often) the full, transcendent bliss of silence. I put it that way but what I really mean to say is that I need to be alone with whatever nature offers and as far away from the maddening (Padstow) crowd as possible. 

You might think this a rather sombre, melancholic message and I suppose it lends itself in that direction, but the truth is, we all need what silence offers. 

Of course, I don't know that but a holiday should be a way of reconnecting with who we are and not a way to disappear still further into the busyness that life leads us to explore and develop. 

Without getting too woo-woo on you, it's a way to lose ourselves and find ourselves all at the same time.

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