Monday, May 01, 2006

I Love Anne Lamott!!!


Because she infuses so much of her work with poetry, ie:

Listen
with the night falling we are saying thank you
we are stopping on the bridge to bow from the railings
we are running out of the glass rooms
with our mouths full of food to look at the sky
and say thank you
we are standing by the water looking out
in different directions

back from a series of hospitals back from a mugging
after funerals we are saying thank you
after the news of the dead
whether or not we knew them we are saying thank you
in a culture up to its chin in shame
living in the stench it has chosen we are saying thank you

over telephones we are saying thank you
in doorways and in the backs of cars and in elevators
remembering wars and the police at the back door
and the beatings on stairs we are saying thank you
in banks that use us we are saying thank you
with the crooks in office with the rich and fashionable
unchanged we go on saying thank you thank you

with the animals dying around us
our lost feelings we are saying thank you
with the forests falling faster than the minutes
of our lives we are saying thank you
with the words going out like the cells of a brain
with the cities growing over us like the earth
we are saying thank you faster and faster
with nobody listening we are saying thank you
we are saying thank you and waving
dark though it is

--W.S. Merwin

And here in dust and dirt, O here,
The lilies of his love appear.

--George Herbert

There are cracks, cracks, in everything,
that's how the light gets in.

--Leonard Cohen

The heart that
breaks open can
contain the
whole universe.

--Joanna Macy


LATE FRAGMENT

And did you get what
you wanted from this life even so?
I did.
And what did you want?
To call myself beloved, to feel myself
beloved on the earth.

--Raymond Carver

And finally, from T.S. Eliot:

Except for the point, the still point,
There would be no dance,
and there is only the dance.


All these included in Anne Lamott's "Travelling Mercies," which she ends this way. "I can't help but say again what I said on the beach that day, in a whisper this time and without even being exactly sure to whom I'm saying it: Thank you. Thank you. Thank you."

(For Erin M.)

3 comments:

Maureen said...

I love Anne Lamott, too. I used to read her books as she published them online chapter by chapter. Now I have the pleasure of having every one of her books on my library shelf. She most definitely is a multi-dimensional writer, and you are right -- her poetry infuses every page.

Joyce Ellen Davis said...

Hi, grrl. Nice to meet you. I appreciate your comment!

k said...

ravengrrl...another *Pilgrim* fan.

Nice.