Words, like clouds, shift through time, space, encounters.
Monday, November 26, 2012
The comfort of the familiar.
No bed accepts your body like your bed.
The pillow you lie on bends just so
your ear can fit nicely in its concaveness, a
crevice forms when you will it
making you
forget
you were searching comfort
as you leave this earth.
i'm struck by two things, rosaria, struck by how the notion that comfort such as this is an illusion and at the same time how we all carry inside of us the ability to find the comfort required inside of this necessarily brave living. i'm not sure what that means. doesn't one undo the other? yes, over and over again, and yet each remain true.)))
first after having been at my moms for 5 day...truth on the bed...ha....her extra bed is so hard my neck still hurts...a stirring last couple lines there as well...bringing it home nicely...
A comfortable bed is not what a Bear seeks at hibernation time. A flat spot, perhaps covered by a few leaves will suffice. As long as it is cozy enough to withstand winter's stormy blasts, and can disappear under a kindly blanket of snow.
We have a memory foam mattress top; it's heavenly!
ReplyDeleteJust so! It is not the bed I think of so much when I am weary -- it's my pillows...
ReplyDeleteSleep, the pure sweetness of sleep. I read volumes in the last two lines of your poem, Rosaria.
ReplyDeletei'm struck by two things, rosaria, struck by how the notion that comfort such as this is an illusion and at the same time how we all carry inside of us the ability to find the comfort required inside of this necessarily brave living. i'm not sure what that means. doesn't one undo the other? yes, over and over again, and yet each remain true.)))
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erin
Seeking comfort as you leave the earth...rest, comfort, peace...
ReplyDeleteWe all need comfort, whether it's false or otherwise.
ReplyDeleteShannon at The Warrior Muse
first after having been at my moms for 5 day...truth on the bed...ha....her extra bed is so hard my neck still hurts...a stirring last couple lines there as well...bringing it home nicely...
ReplyDeleteA comfortable bed
ReplyDeleteis not what a Bear seeks
at hibernation time.
A flat spot,
perhaps covered
by a few leaves
will suffice.
As long
as it is cozy enough
to withstand
winter's stormy
blasts,
and can disappear
under a kindly
blanket of
snow.
Rest well, my friend!
Yes, we all need to slip away from the earth for just awhile.
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