The Wisdom of Others
Concerning Sorrow

"A manís sorrow runs uphill; true, it is difficult for him to bear, but it is also difficult for him to keep."

~~ Djuna Barnes (1937)

"What we call mourning for our dead is perhaps not so much grief at not being able to call them back as it is grief at not being able to want to do so."

~~ Thomas Mann (1924)


"Her Only Staple"

Appreciate her solely in relation to the onion.
Notice the glint as she slips the knife
from the sheath; accept that when she
sharpens the blade, the tone she covets
most is the scrape of steel on stone.

Concede that the onion conforms
to her wish. Tiny cubes, ample chunks,
perfect pearls, wedding rings,
chrysanthemums; she carves the lilies
to suit the mood Ė never the guest,
the dish or the food.

Recognize that when she settles
beside his tombstone cutting bulbs,
only she can be certain whether the onion
explains her tears or forces them.

© 2000 MJM

Featured in the July/August 2001 edition of Wired Art from Wired Hearts



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