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Thursday, 10 January 2019

Ode To the Present

Thomas Cooper Gotch





Ode To the Present


This
moment
as smooth
as a board,
and fresh,
this hour,
this day
as clean
as an untouched glass
--- not a single
spiderweb
from the past:
we touch
the moment
with our fingers,
we cut it
to size,
we direct
its blooming.
It's living,
it's alive:
it brings nothing
from yesterday that can't be redeemed,
nothing from the lost past.

This is our
creation,
it's growing
this very
instant, kicking up
sand or eating
out of our hand.
Catch it,
don't let it slip away!
Keep it from vanishing into dreams
or words!
Grab it,
pin it down,
make it
obey!
Make it a road
or a bell,
a kiss, a book
or a caress.
Slice into its sweet
scent of wood,
make yourself a chair
from it,
then weave yourself
a seat.
Try it out --
or, better,
try a ladder!

Yes,
a ladder:
rise
out of the moment
step
by step,
feet firmly
planted on the wood
of the moment.
Up and
up
but not too much --
just high enough
to
patch
the holes
in the roof.
Not too far;
you don't want to reach heaven.
Climb up
to the apples
but not as far as the clouds
(let
them
cruise the sky, drifting
toward the past).
You
are
your own moment,
your own apple:
pluck it
from your apple tree.
Hold it up
in your
hand:
it shines
like a star.
Stroke it,
sink your teeth into it -- now off you go
whistling on your way.

Pablo Neruda 
from Odes to Opposites



“This is our creation, it’s growing this very instant…sink your teeth into it…” Shall we make a meal out of the moment? Taste it, feel it, discover all its possibilities? Neruda knows more than any poet how to turn a thing in the light so all its facets sparkle in turn. He is so much like William Blake, seeing a world in a grain of sand. Blake tells us there are worlds there, but Neruda show us. And he sets us a challenge, "Catch it! Grab it! Pin it down! Don't let it get away!", and not only to take in in hand, but to grow from it, "Rise out of the moment step by step." Take the moment, let it feed you, and grow. Good words to take into a new year.

 



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