Monday, April 24 “that’s what got me to face into the wind’s teeth”
Sometimes joy after grief awakens slowly, filled with stillness and soft footsteps. Sometimes joy after grief runs so hard it messes your hair and makes you giddy. Today’s poem is that 2nd kind of joy. Whenever I hear what William Carlos Williams pulled out of his magic poet’s bag, I cannot help repeating it. Try it for this Monday of Easter’s 2nd week, as final exams at the university peek over the horizon.
Have a blest week.
john sj
Today’s Post: The Manoeuvre
I saw the two starlings
coming in toward the wires
But at the last,
just before alighting, they
turned in the air together
and landed backwards!
that’s what got me —
to face into the wind’s teeth.
William Carlos Williams
September 17, 1883 – March 4, 1963
https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/William_Carlos_Williams