It’s been a long day

It’s not that I come back to writing after something revelatory or after a profound moment of change, but rather, it’s something small, inconsequential even. I eat berries, I drink stovetop espresso, I run until my knee gives out, I stand in the middle of my room for long periods of time, I water my plants and talk to them….I’m surprised when I eventually do come back to write. I read Alejandra Pizarnik’s line from her poem “Del Silencio” (“Fragments for Subduing the Silence”): Sin embargo, quedé cautiva de la antigua ternura. Each time I read it, I realize that’s all I can do: be tender and patient with myself, and captive in something older than me.

~ Marcelo Hernandez Castillo, from “Writers Recommend” (Poets & Writers, April 12, 2018)


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  1. montanalulu says:

    Magical Power, Marvelous Action!
    I chop wood…..I carry water…..

    a zen saying….

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  2. We all have our rituals, our rhythms, our way of getting to what makes us truly happy. That’s writing for me. For my hubby it’s fishing or hunting. Whatever it takes to get to our happy place. And I believe in talking to my plants, too….

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  3. I, also, talk to my plants and trees. Routine, ritual — it makes for story.

    Thank you… always

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  4. It’s true when I create space before I write, there are words and stories in me that emerge, far older than my years. 🌈💚

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  5. We find all sorts of things to do instead of writing. Then when we start to write, we wonder why we put it off. xo

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  6. find your sweet spot

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  7. Christie says:

    As, Marcelo Hernandez Castillo goes about his rhythm of life, thoughts form, percolating…after examination, sifted words are birthed…crafted and shared…(to me I find the way he connects his flowing thoughts into words, remarkable)
    “After the first boy called me a wetback,
    I opened his mouth and fed him a spoonful of honey.
    I like the way you say “honey,” he said.
    I made him a necklace out of the bees that have died in my yard.
    How good it must have felt before the small village
    echoed its grief in his throat, before the sirens began ringing.”

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  8. Love this!

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  9. Oh my god. Thank you so much for bringing this writer to my attention.

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  10. “be tender and patient with myself, and captive in something older than me.”
    This is it. The whole nut. The only way to live. Or stay sane.

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  11. Thanks for this splendid reminder. Sometimes in the shower or while driving a story or sentence takes a hold and won’t let go, so to paper I go. 🤪

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  12. Yah, I’m not nutty enough to run until anything gives out, but I overdo gardening. Can’t lie about that. Yet two days later, I’m back on my bike because, without the physical, the mental/spiritual needs of the writer within are simply not cultivated. For me, for now, this is truth.

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    • I understand all of this. Your thoughts remind me of Carver:

      “If I am too in sync with the present, I can’t write. Or I can write, but I don’t want to, because too great an affinity with the present, of events currently happening, makes me queasy….I try to remedy this with strategic alienation. Physical exhaustion helps; I’ll walk twenty miles just to feel a different sort of rhythm, or clean something obsessively. Anything that changes my sense of scale helps: taking macro photos, looking at artifacts that are thousands of years old, thinking about continental drift.”

      – Raymond McDaniel, from “Raymond McDaniel Recommends…” (Poets & Writers, March 29, 2018)

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