Tuesday, April 29, 2008

Time Off

There are a lot of people I have missed seeing, talking to, arting with. There are a lot of books I have not been reading. There is a lot of life I have not been blogging about. I have been living, loving, hurting and laughing, missing and sharing and planning.

So please excuse me for a little while. I'm off to have an adventure now. I'll write when I can.

In the meantime, this is pretty much how I feel about a lot of things:

the important novel and I

Poem by George Bilgere

Once Again I Fail to Read an Important Novel

Instead, we sit together beside the fountain,
the important novel and I.

We are having coffee together
in that quiet first hour of the morning,
respecting each other's silences
in the shadow of an important old building
in this small but significant European city.

All the characters can relax.
I'm giving them the day off.
For once they can forget about their problems—
desire, betrayal, the fatal denouement—
and just sit peacefully beside me.

In the afternoon,
at lunch near the cathedral,
and in the evening, after my lonely,
historical walk along the promenade,

the men and women, the children
and even the dogs
in the important, complicated novel
have nothing to fear from me.

We will sit quietly at the table
with a glass of cool red wine
and listen to the pigeons
questioning each other in the ancient corridors.

1 comment:

Karyn/Mom said...

enjoy your time off, Arlene...you deserve it. Don't do anything you don't want to do!