“What would happen if one woman told the truth about her life? / The world would split open.”
Poet Muriel Rukeyser

Saturday, June 30, 2007

The Bleeding-heart: a poem by Mary Oliver

I know a bleeding-heart plant that has thrived
for sixty years if not more, and has never
missed a spring without rising and spreading
itself into a grassy bush, with many small red
hearts dangling. Don't you think that deserves
a little thought? The woman who planted it
has been gone for a long time, and everyone
who saw it in that time has also died or moved
away and so, like so many stories, this one can't
get finished properly. Most things that are
important, have you noticed, lack a certain
neatness. More delicious, anyway is to
remember my grandmother's pleasure when
the dissolve of winter was over and the green
knobs appeared and began to rise, and to cre-
ate their many hearts. One would say she was
a simple woman, made happy by simple
things. I think this was true. And more than
once, in my long life, I have wished to be her.

Tagged: Name Four Things

My cyber-space blog friend RevEricaG tagged me to play this meme

Four Jobs I've Had
A waitress in a seafood restaurant called Jonathon Seafood.
A lighting designer for dance.
Selling shoes at Eddie Bauer.
An interior designer.
A Massage Therapist.(oh, that's five...and I could go on...)

Four Movies I Can Watch Over and Over
Italian Job
Something's Gotta Give

Four Places I've Lived
Salt Lake City (born there)
Nampa, Idaho (one year)
Waupun, Wisconsin (home of the state prison)
Ft. Worth, Texas (one year)

Four Places I've Vacationed
Seattle, Washington
San Juan, Puerto Rico
Santo Domingo, Dominican Republic

Four of my favorite dishes
Chocolate (any kind, anyway, anytime, especially dark)
Marinated and grilled (steak, chicken, pork, fish)
Pizza (deep dish, thin crust, who cares)
Coffee (fair trade, rich in flavor, with skim milk)

Four Sites I Visit Daily
On-line bank account
various blog friends
my blog site

Four Places I Would Rather Be Right Now
Today is an incredible day in the Midwest: 81 degrees, sunny, low humidity. There is no place I'd rather be right now.

Well, if I HAD to be some place else it would be my dad's cabin in the mountains of Utah.

Or, at an outdoor cafe in NYC sipping wine with friends and watching the "world" walk by.

Or, watching the sunset over the pacific (if I had to choose)...

Four people I'm tagging:

I've already tagged lots of folks in the last week or so. So, if you stop by and want to play, please do. And let me know so I can read what you say!