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September 6, 2011

Necromancy Never Pays recently got nominated as a good place to read poetry (Book Blogger Appreciation Week).  Thank you! I feel all warm and, well, appreciated!

This is a poem about thanks, for each one of you.
by Eleanor Lerman

This is what life does. It lets you walk up to
the store to buy breakfast and the paper, on a
stiff knee. It lets you choose the way you have
your eggs, your coffee. Then it sits a fisherman
down beside you at the counter who say, Last night,
the channel was full of starfish. And you wonder,
is this a message, finally, or just another day?

Life lets you take the dog for a walk down to the
pond, where whole generations of biological
processes are boiling beneath the mud. Reeds
speak to you of the natural world: they whisper,
they sing. And herons pass by. Are you old
enough to appreciate the moment? Too old?
There is movement beneath the water, but it
may be nothing. There may be nothing going on.

And then life suggests that you remember the
years you ran around, the years you developed
a shocking lifestyle, advocated careless abandon,
owned a chilly heart. Upon reflection, you are
genuinely surprised to find how quiet you have
become. And then life lets you go home to think
about all this. Which you do, for quite a long time.

Later, you wake up beside your old love, the one
who never had any conditions, the one who waited
you out. This is life’s way of letting you know that
you are lucky. (It won’t give you smart or brave,
so you’ll have to settle for lucky.) Because you
were born at a good time. Because you were able
to listen when people spoke to you. Because you
stopped when you should have and started again.

So life lets you have a sandwich, and pie for your
late night dessert. (Pie for the dog, as well.) And
then life sends you back to bed, to dreamland,
while outside, the starfish drift through the channel,
with smiles on their starry faces as they head
out to deep water, to the far and boundless sea.

It is just another day. But every day since my formerly stiff knee contributed to the beginning of this blog, the conversation in the comments here makes me smile.

18 Comments leave one →
  1. September 6, 2011 7:32 am

    Congratulations on your well deserved nomination!

  2. freshhell permalink
    September 6, 2011 1:10 pm

    Congrats! Glad to have you as a friend.

    • September 6, 2011 6:59 pm

      Thank you! And I’m glad to have you. (Do you enjoy being had?)

  3. September 6, 2011 2:50 pm

    🙂 Go, go Jeanne!

  4. September 6, 2011 8:24 pm

    Oh this was lovely!!

    And you got my vote … I’ve been exposed to more poetry and poets since I started coming by. Thank you!

    • September 7, 2011 10:38 am

      It is lovely, isn’t it? I’m glad you like being exposed!

  5. PAJ permalink
    September 7, 2011 12:01 pm

    I liked this poem. Perhaps I just like the idea that life lets me have pie.
    Congrats on the nomination!

  6. September 7, 2011 4:43 pm


  7. September 8, 2011 5:30 am

    Congrats! Stopped by from there. 🙂 I like your blog.

  8. September 8, 2011 9:53 pm

    Congratulations on the nomination, and thank you for sharing that poem. It warmed my soul.

  9. September 10, 2011 3:42 pm

    That is a fantastic poem. Where did you find it?

    Congrats on your nomination!

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