I saw the season’s first bluebird this morning,
one month ahead of its scheduled arrival.
Lucky I am to go off to my cancer appointment
having been given a bluebird, and,
for a lifetime, having been given this world.
~ Ted Kooser. March 18, Gusty and warm.
Preface of Ted Kooser’s “Winter Morning Walks: One hundred postcards to Jim Harrison“:
In the autumn of 1998, during my recovery from surgery and radiation for cancer, I began taking a two-mile walk each morning. I’d been told by my radiation oncologist to stay out of the sun for a year because of skin sensitivity, so I exercised before dawn, hiking the isolated country roads near where I live, sometimes with my wife but most often alone.
During the previous summer, depressed by my illness, preoccupied by the routines of my treatment, and feeling miserably sorry for myself, I’d all but given up on reading and writing. Then, as autumn began to fade and winter came on, my health began to improve. One morning in November, following my walk, I surprised myself by trying my hand at a poem. Soon I was writing everyday.
Several years before, my friend Jim Harrison and i Have carried on a correspondence in haiku. As a variation on this, I began pasting my morning poems on postcards and sending them to Jim, whose generosity, patience and good humor are here acknowledged. What follows is a election of one hundred of these postcards.
Notes: Ted Kooser Bio. Photograph – 500px / Bluebird in flight by Sridatta Chegu via Giraffe in a Tree
tears from me and such natural talent from this young man, experiencing so much.
That’s it Beth. That’s it.
So eloquent….
Yes, and doing so in such a “tight box”
Wow … touches the soul …
He does…
That’s beautiful…and I didn’t know that Ted Kooser went through cancer treatment. The significance of so much becomes so much more apparent, it seems, when life is turned upside down. I’m going through the same sort of transformation with my friend, Michael, another cancer victim. Anyway, Ted Kooser’s words do say it all. Thanks for posting this, David.
Yes, it does Carol. It does.
And from ashes rise a phoenix, and from something broken something beautiful is created…so moving, what he found and created in the midst of of misery and pain. Absolutely moving …
You, friend, should be a book reviewer. Think about it. You have a real talent.
You, friend, are of the most generous spirit.
(And I didn’t mean to like my own comment, yeesh!)
Laughing. I speak Truth! 🙂
Laughing too..yes, you do, you always do! It’s just a Truth I don’t quite grasp 🙂
Simply….Beautiful!
It is RoSy, all of it.