Monday Morning Musings:
“Ring the bells that still can ring Forget your perfect offering There is a crack, a crack in everything That’s how the light gets in.” --Leonard Cohen, Anthem Of spring weather with the sun low in the winter sky It’s off-kilter, my friend remarks. Disconcerting, I say. Like this upside-down world of lies embraced, why I don’t know. Strength in ignorance persuades— the authoritarian’s way. ****
Now first snow before daylight, perfect white as dawn kisses night the pristine blanket yet untouched-- unanswered questions, many and so much hate and love. Fingers curled within a glove, hands balled into fist. This is mine, some insist, with mired minds and clouded brains— perfect offerings, rotted remains in nature cycles, vulture-fed, cycles birth, the dead live within our hearts the bells we still can ring sounding louder in the fog we can’t know what the future brings, it flows, a river carrying us and everything and birds sing,
sensing the light reflections of past, the infinite, the now— first snow, first light for a moment, all is right, ring in the new year built on hope, wet with tears, ring the cracked bell, toll with cheer, the circling of our earth, and we are still here.
WordPress seems to be up to more tricks. It won’t let me copy and paste the way I usually do it. UGH!
We’ve had strangely warm weather here, along with fog and rain. This morning we’re getting snow. I’ve taken some poetic license, as it doesn’t seem to be snowing anymore, and it’s not really covering the ground. Meanwhile, COVID is still raging, and the deniers are still denying. This Thursday, January 6 will be the one-year anniversary of the attempted overthrow of the US government. Some people deny that, too, despite all the evidence, which I find truly terrifying. The celebration of ignorance, and the insistence on sharing and spreading lies is appalling.
Stepping down from my soapbox. We celebrated New Year’s Eve with Chinese food, as we’ve done for decades. Then, we had a family Zoom session, while we drank champagne. On New Year’s Day, we ate Cinnabons—another tradition.
I enjoyed a few days of not doing much, and I’m not looking forward to getting back to work today. We watched four new movies: Don’t Look Up (Netflix) The Lost Daughter (Netflix) The Last Duel (Amazon Prime, rental) Who You Think I Am (Amazon Prime) My husband and I liked all of them, and they all have great acting, but we both thought The Lost Daughter was our overall “best picture” of the group. I think Olivia Coleman and Jessie Buckley are always excellent, and Jodie Comer, in the last duel, is also wonderful. Oh, it’s snowing again!