Wednesday, March 31, 2010
A Poem for Wednesday
Every Breath is a Small Victory
16" x 20" x 1.5"
Acrylic and Mixed Media on Canvas
Each Wednesday I am going to feature a favorite poem along with a painting of mine I feel reflects it. The paintings are all available on my Etsy site. Here's an old favorite, a lovely but sad verse that takes me back to college days:
A Sad Child, by Margaret Atwood
You're sad because you're sad.
It's psychic. It's the age. It's chemical.
Go see a shrink or take a pill,
or hug your sadness like an eyeless doll
you need to sleep.
Well, all children are sad
but some get over it.
Count your blessings. Better than that,
buy a hat. Buy a coat or pet.
Take up dancing to forget.
Your sadness, your shadow,
whatever it was that was done to you
the day of the lawn party
when you came inside flushed with the sun,
your mouth sulky with sugar,
in your new dress with the ribbon
and the ice-cream smear,
and said to yourself in the bathroom,
I am not the favorite child.
My darling, when it comes
right down to it
and the light fails and the fog rolls in
and you're trapped in your overturned body
under a blanket or burning car,
and the red flame is seeping out of you
and igniting the tarmac beside you head
or else the floor, or else the pillow,
none of us is;
or else we all are.
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