The Parting Glass (so many covers, so little time!)

No personal commentary now, but I loved the way the various parts of this post came together for me today from random corners of The Universe... 💞

SONG:  The Parting Glass by Hozier

BOOK:  Keep Moving: Notes on Loss, Creativity, and Change by Maggie Smith  

POEM:  The Opposite of Nostalgia by Eric Gamalinda

You are running away from everyone

who loves you,

from your family,

from old lovers, from friends.

They run after you with accumulations

of a former life, copper earrings,

plates of noodles, banners

of many lost revolutions.

You love to say the trees are naked now

because it never happens

in your country. This is a mystery

from which you will never

recover. And yes, the trees are naked now,

everything that still breathes in them

lies silent and stark

and waiting. You love October most

of all, how there is no word

for so much splendor.

This, too, is a source

of consolation. Between you and memory

everything is water. Names of the dead,

or saints, or history.

There is a realm in which

---no, forget, it,

it’s still too early to make anyone understand.

A man drives a stake

through his own heart

and afterwards the opposite of nostalgia

begins to make sense: he stops raking the leaves

and the leaves take over

and again he has learned

to let go.

QUOTE:  "Things turn out best for the people who make the best of the way things turn out." ~ Robert Frost (thanks, Sheryl!)