I’m sure I’ll run into a week of dry-as-dust reading, but I’ve been experiencing the opposite problem–having to choose between a bunch of really good scribblin’s to share with you guys. I could just post everything, though I think that would be the easy way out (minus the extra typing and hyperlinking). If praying for my set of burpees to end this morning while still pushing forward is any indication, I’m pretty obtuse when it comes to taking the inviting path. The point being that I need to exercise my discipline: force myself to truly evaluate and pick a winner.
And, no, I have no clue when I became such a fan of self-flagellation, but it seems to be working for me.
A Song of Occupations by Walt Whitman
Will you seek afar off? You surely come back at last,In things best known to you finding the best or as good as thebest,In folks nearest to you finding also the sweetest and strongest andlovingest,Happiness not in another place, but this place..not for anotherhour, but this hour.
Okay, I think I’ve already mentioned I’m in the infantile stages of reading poetry, so I’m not sure if I’m just getting better at understanding its forms and symbols and that’s why I’m in love with Walt’s work, but…damn. Hands down, my favorite poet so far. It was hard to pick a single poem this week, and then to pick a single piece within that poem to quote, but that final line in the stanza posted above really resonates.
Go, read the whole thing, please.
Of Cunning by Sir Francis Bacon
….nothing doth more hurt in a state, than that cunning men pass for wise.
More Bacon. <– No matter which way you slice that phrase, I can’t see a bad thing about it. This particular essay will have you narrowing your eyes at people you live and work with because you’re guaranteed to recognize some of these qualities. Good, practical advice which I’m finding in many of Bacon’s discourses.
Zolota: Another California Gold Rush by Rosie de Guzman from It’s All in the Story
Finally wrapped up my writer’s group anthology (Southern California Writer’s Association). I’m a sucker for alternate history and this was a vision of California falling under Russian control in the early 19th-century, having discovered gold before everyone else. You can actually visit Fort Ross which once existed in Sonoma County.