February 3rd, 2012

Ferry Wake

Poetry Friday -- Taking it Personally

I talk to my kids about feeling -- and recognizing -- their own feelings. 
I talk to my students about writing emotional truth -- and how that's often more important than "fact". 
I believe in emotional authenticity.
And paying attention to what we feel.
I believe that what we feel matters.

As an adolescent and a teenager, I put up all sorts of walls. 
Actually, I put up walls inside of fences behind curtains.
(I probably only effectively hid things from myself, but there you go...)
It seemed like the thing to do. 
(There were a lot of "messages" out there.)

But one of the great joys of being over 40 is wearing my heart on my sleeve.
Pouring stuff out -- on the page or around the dinner table. 
My kids think of me as a crier. 
And they're right...


Don’t take it personal, they said;
but I did, I took it all quite personal—

the breeze and the river and the color of the fields;
the price of grapefruit and stamps,

the wet hair of women in the rain—
And I cursed what hurt me

and I praised what gave me joy,
the most simple-minded of possible responses.

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Happy weekend, friends.