Let the oranges
ripen, ripen above you
you are living too, one
among the dark multitude
...
Black one, black one
there was a white candle in your heart
---Denise Levertov.
And she served me tea and oranges that come all the way from China.
And it is said: All that is, is Holy.
She wore circus-orange pyjamas.But not the knobbly knees, nor the funny ankles were a sign of wonder; the person. Aye, that's the thing.Everything in the world is at an angle to you, longs to find its centre in your gaze.
He, with his artificial lights (better than none), wondered what it was about her naturalness. To be natural is to be open to the world, to know how to return. He valued the naturalness, "that exactness and that inevitable completeness which can be achieved only by those gifted with magical means" (Roth-ko)
4 comments:
as it happens, i've got tea and apples right here next to me, but i suppose you wouldn't want any of them, after such a literary feast... splendid Denise!
:-)
ps. i hope that you understood that tea and apples were my humble offer of peace (well, not so humble after all, when one thinks of how scented and tasty those apples are, and how addictive the tea :-), after the monkey-hostilities the other day. btw, why did you take them down, i had come to answer :-) just to say that in my mind, being compared to a monkey is a very high praise, because i think of Hanuman, the fighter of demons. i was not aware that monkey had negative connotations in islam - i mean, if one can trust your words being sometimes true and not only clownish joking around :-P
literary feasts never compare to real feasts (in my opinion). I was sitting with a friend the other day (kebabs and tikkas from Peshawar) and I said, you know what Jerry, in five years time we'll remember nothing of the conversation we had tonight, know nothing of how 'intellectual' the conversation was, the 'ideas'...all we'll remember is that we sat amongst good friends under the open skies, laughing and eating.
Trust my words?
Oh dear, what's got into you, dear child?! :-)
No hostilities. How could I turn away you or nichole or anton. I only keep this blasted thing going to get the odd comment from you chaps :-)
But no, apples: nada. Our tribe has learnt not to accept such gifts from Woman.
Post a Comment