Since it’s July, it’s time to move on to the next poem in the memorization part of my 3+1 Things project.* I was able to recite “Meditation at Lagunitas” to the snakes and the hawks last week, so now it’s on to Section XVI from Dark Harbor.

Maybe this is the nature of poems, but my choices this year have seemed really appropriate to what’s been going on in my life in any given two months. We’ll see if this holds true with Mark Strand:

It is true, as someone has said, that in
a world without heaven all is farewell.
Whether you wave your hand or not,

It is farewell, and if no tears come to your eyes
It is still farewell, and if you pretend not to notice,
Hating what passes, it is still farewell.

Farewell no matter what. And the palms as they lean
Over the green, bright lagoon, and the pelicans
Diving, and the glistening bodies of bathers resting,

Are stages in an ultimate stillness, and the movement
Of sand, and of wind, and the secret moves of the body
Are part of the same, a simplicity that turns being

Into an occasion for mourning, or into an occasion
Worth celebrating, for what else does one do,
Feeling the weight of the pelicans’ wings,

The density of the palms’ shadows, the cells that darken
The backs of bathers? These are beyond the distortions
Of chance, beyond the evasions of music. The end

Is enacted again and again. And we feel it
In the temptations of sleep, in the moon’s ripening,
In the wine as it waits in the glass.

*Since July means I’m halfway through the year, here’s a quick report on the other 2 (+1) Things:

1. I’m doing pretty good on the exercise goal.
2. I still need to learn how to use my serger or do other fancy techniques.
+1. I’ve been avoiding the issue of dating. Obviously. Although I could quote poems to someone non-stop!