Trifecta asked us to share 33 words from a favorite work of literature this weekend.
From one book?
ah c’mon Trifecta!
It’s like choosing between Giovanni and Jacob, cupcakes or Jimmy Choos, Christmas or Summer. Honestly I love so many books, in so many different genres with so many lines that speak to me, I just can’t decide.
But then I went to get something from my purse and I saw the book that I literally carry around with me.
So I give you 33 words from one of my favorite poems in the collection:
…or perhaps you are meant to paint my dreams
Such that I remember what I am.
You are part of what lies
Beyond the here,
And now I’ve found a circle….
…I believe you.
Aren’t her words just stunning? I remember reading this poem on my deck this past summer, the sun tanning my face and shoulders and letting the tears that had welled in my eyes, fall down my cheeks.
My loves, my children, my family, my own writing, are all part of that circle, all part of that belief in something I might not see just yet, but I know, no I BELIEVE, exists.
(and because I never really do what I’m told, I am also adding a piece of The Weight of Water, from Anita Shreve.)
“Sometimes I think that if it were possible to tell a story often enough to make the hurt ease up, … I would tell that story a thousand times.”
This is how I feel about writing.
That I can chase the demons, share my joy, live my best life, if I can just keep telling my own stories.