Maybe everyone can live beyond what they are capable of.
—What a Wonderful World
For James Foley and his family.
For the others like James, for the heroes.
The British have an umbilical cord which has never been cut and through which tea flows constantly. It is curious to watch them in times of sudden horror, tragedy or disaster. The pulse stops apparently and nothing can be done, and no move made, until ‘a nice cup of tea’ is quickly made. There is no question that it brings solace and does steady the mind.
What a pity all countries are not so tea-conscious. World-peace conferences would run more smoothly if ‘a nice cup of tea,’ or indeed, a samovar were available at the proper time.
- Marlene Dietrich
Now all I need are my favorite people to have it with. M and R, I miss you.
I’ll be wearing ribbons down my back this summer,
Blue & Green and streaming in the yellow sky.
So if someone special comes my way this summer
He might notice me passing by.
And so I’ll try to make it easier to find me
In the stillness of July,
Because a breeze might stir a rainbow up behind me
That might happen to catch the gentleman’s eye,
And he might smile and take me by the hand
Making me recall how lovely love can be.
And so I will proudly wear
Ribbons down my back,
Shining in my hair
That he might notice me.
We don’t read and write poetry because it’s cute. We read and write poetry because we are members of the human race. And the human race is filled with passion. And medicine, law, business, engineering, these are noble pursuits and necessary to sustain life. But poetry, beauty, romance, love, these are what we stay alive for.
To quote from Whitman, “O me! O life!… of the questions of these recurring; of the endless trains of the faithless… of cities filled with the foolish; what good amid these, O me, O life?”
Answer. That you are here - that life exists, and identity; that the powerful play goes on and you may contribute a verse. That the powerful play *goes on* and you may contribute a verse. What will your verse be?