Been a few days.

It's been a few days since I've been here.  I've been trying to write more, and I'm not liking what's coming out very much.  That's happened before, and usually happens when I'm particularly disorganized, as I have been of late.  I try to impose structure on the stuff I'm writing, and it rarely, if ever, works.  I end up with a mess, so I'm not going to post them.  I will throw up another great line or two, again from Mark Strand.  In one of his poems he wrote,

"Life should be more
Than the body's weight working itself from room to room"

How do you argue with that?  How many of us find ourselves dragging our tired backsides from one room to another?  It's one of those lines that makes you stop and think.  I know, that can be dangerous, but it has to happen eventually.  Another great line:

"Is it really the wind, or is it the sound of somebody running
One step ahead of the dark?"

This one appeals to me because I resonate with the concept of dark.  A lot of that is because I've been dysthymic for years, and deal with darkness on an almost daily basis.  I don't do the deep periods of depression any more, thank Ghod, but they seem always on the edge of my consciousness.  I just don't go there.  When one of those moods is coming around, I can sense it and just stop.  I know only too well what "one step ahead of the dark" is about.  I hope Mark never experienced that, but this sounds too familiar.  It's like he know the problem very well.  He did manage to produce a number of books of poetry, though.  We should all buy them to encourage him to write more.