Monday Morning Wake-Up Call

if only you could see
how heaven pulls earth into its arms
and how infinitely the heart expands to claim this world,
blue vapor without end.

~ Lisel Mueller, from “Monet Refuses the Operation” in Second Language


Notes: Photo: Blue Ridge Mountains by Richard Terpolilli.  Poem: Poetry Foundation

16 thoughts on “Monday Morning Wake-Up Call”

  1. Ellen Bass: “The World Has Need of You”

    everything here seems to need us…
    —Rilke

    I can hardly imagine it
    as I walk to the lighthouse, feeling the ancient
    prayer of my arms swinging
    in counterpoint to my feet.
    Here I am, suspended
    between the sidewalk and twilight,
    the sky dimming so fast it seems alive.
    What if you felt the invisible
    tug between you and everything?
    A boy on a bicycle rides by,
    his white shirt open, flaring
    behind him like wings.
    It’s a hard time to be human. We know too much
    and too little. Does the breeze need us?
    The cliffs? The gulls?
    If you’ve managed to do one good thing,
    the ocean doesn’t care.
    But when Newton’s apple fell toward the earth,
    the earth, ever so slightly, fell
    toward the apple as well.

Leave a Reply