Ring the Bells That Still Can Ring

Wednesday Greetings, Dear Friends, known & unknown,

Here we are … finally, the day after. Polls are closed. Voting is over, and as we knew it would be, it is what it is. Our Democracy is still intact … for the moment. And yet, of course we all know that anything can still happen. We’re not done yet, but we are here. As Leonard Cohen said, it’s time to ring the bells that still can ring, forget your perfect offering ….

Earlier this week I had a lot of ideas for today’s message, but what feels right this morning is to simply re-invite you all to share Zoom time with us this Sunday at 4pm (PST) and let our monthly conversation Speaking of Poetry and … take us where it will.

And to suggest we give ourselves some time to consider the questions posed by one of my favorite poets, Joyce Sutphen, in her poem “Now That Anything Could Happen”.

Now That Anything Could Happen
by Joyce Sutphen

You now know that anything could happen;
things that never happened before, things that
only happened in movies and nightmares
are happening now, as if nothing could
stop them. You know now that you are not safe,
you know you live in fragile skin and bones,
that even steel and concrete can melt away,
and that the earth itself can come unhinged,
shaken from its orbit around the sun.
You know, now that anything can happen,
it’s hard to know what will, and what will you
do now that you know? What words will you say
now that you could say anything? What hands
will you hold? Whose heart will beat inside you?

Blessings on Us All,

Published by Sulima Malzin

This 'Aging Rascal & Occasional Writer' invites you to embrace the world through her open window of poetry, art, activism, music, and humor.

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