Nov 21 – Ray Carver, a new poet for me

Monday November 21

Shortest work week of the year.  Clean, crisp, autumn air all over campus.   I found a new poet for the occasion.  Ray Carver, never met him before.  Reading “Happiness”  on a morning like this helps me breathe.  You too, I hope.   I want to get to know him some more.

Have a blest week.

john sj


Today’s Post  “Happiness”

So early it’s still almost dark out.

I’m near the window with coffee,
and the usual early morning stuff
that passes for thought.

When I see the boy and his friend
walking up the road
to deliver the newspaper.

They wear caps and sweaters,
and one boy has a bag over his shoulder.

They are so happy
they aren’t saying anything, these boys.

I think if they could, they would take
each other’s arm.

It’s early in the morning,
and they are doing this thing together.

They come on, slowly.

The sky is taking on light,
though the moon still hangs pale over the water.

Such beauty that for a minute
death and ambition, even love,
doesn’t enter into this.

It comes on
And goes beyond, really,
any early morning talk about it.

Ray Carver

May 25, 1938 – August 2, 1988


introduced to me by Garrison Keillor Good Poems for Hard Times (as heard on The Writer’s Almanac)  (Penguin, 2001)

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