The good news is that in this issue there is an excerpt from a Wendell Berry poem, "How To Be a Poet." This I can take part in. The excerpt is a beautiful instruction in how to begin Lent. It also reminds me of my walk among the very frail elders. Some of them seldom speak, whether due to lack of interest or illness. I am grateful that my role is not to disturb (though I regret that here sometimes I do fail), but rather absorb the occasional nod, smile, or the uttered word or two. I find I can have a very good conversation with those who seem to have used all the words they care to in this lifetime, and who often appear content to simply be.
Accept what comes from silence.
Make the best you can of it.
Of the little words that come
out of the silence, like prayers
prayed back to the one who prays,
make a poem that does not disturb
the silence from which it came.
Here is the poem in its entirety. A wonderful reminder that we must seek, when we can, an unfiltered life. Such experience is our divine inheritance. Lent is about reclaiming that gift.
Blessings on your journey.
How To Be a Poet
(to remind myself)
i
Make a place to sit down.
Sit down. Be quiet.
You must depend upon
affection, reading, knowledge,
skill—more of each
than you have—inspiration,
work, growing older, patience,
for patience joins time
to eternity. Any readers
who like your poems,
doubt their judgment.
ii
Breathe with unconditional breath
the unconditioned air.
Shun electric wire.
Communicate slowly. Live
a three-dimensioned life;
stay away from screens.
Stay away from anything
that obscures the place it is in.
There are no unsacred places;
there are only sacred places
and desecrated places.
iii
Accept what comes from silence.
Make the best you can of it.
Of the little words that come
out of the silence, like prayers
prayed back to the one who prays,
make a poem that does not disturb
the silence from which it came.
Source: Poetry (January 2001).
Lord Jesus Christ, have mercy upon me, a sinner.
Thank you.
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