You do not have to be good. You do not have to walk on your knees for a hundred miles through the desert, repenting. You only have to let the soft animal of your body love what it loves. Tell me about despair, yours, and I will tell you mine. Meanwhile the world goes on. Meanwhile the sun and the clear pebbles of the rain are moving across the landscapes, over the praries and the deep trees, the mountains and the rivers. Meanwile the wild geese, high in the clean blue air, are heading home again. Whoever you are, no matter how lonely, the world offers itself to your imagination, calls to you like the wide geese, harsh and exciting- over and over announcing your place in the family of things.
MARY OLIVER
THE INTELLECTUAL
The intellectual is always showing off; the lover is always getting lost.
The intellectual runs away, afraid of drowning; the whole business of love is to drown in the sea.
Intellectuals plan their repose; Lovers are ashamed to rest.
The lover is always alone, even surrounded with people; like water and oil, he remains apart.
The man who goes to the trouble of giving advice to a lover gets nothing. He's mocked by passion.
Two roads diverged in a yellow wood, And sorry I could not travel both And be one traveler, long I stood And looked down one as far as I could To where it bent in the undergrowth;
Then took the other, as just as fair, And having perhaps the better claims, Because it was grassy and wanted wear: Though as for that, the passing there Had worn them really about the same,
And both that morning equally lay In leaves no step had trodden black. Oh, I kept the first for another day! Yet knowning how way leads on to way, I doubted if I should ever come back.
I shall be telling this with a sigh Somewhere ages and ages hence: Two roads diverged in a wood, and I - I took the one less traveled by, And that has made all the difference.
So that is what is wrong with me. I am in love all the time and miserable as hell. Maybe I need to read Rumi. But I guess I am too far gone for it to help.
Please someone help me. I'm unable to find any reviews for Rumi or Mary Oliver. They both sound really hot but I want to see a website and some pictures before I book an appointment.
No hon, RUMI is not hot. Google Persian poets of antiquity. He is very famous for "The Glance" A mystical experience that occurs in the meeting of the eyes between the lover and the beloved. One of my faves is called Whats not here. tyvm, P.T.
It's so good to see the board bring more intellect and thoughtfulness to the posts. There's a special poem from my youth that I'd like to share with all of you.
There once was a man from Nantucket Whose cock was so long he could suck it He said with a grin Wiping sperm from his chin If my ear was a cunt I could Fuck it!
Reading this has gotten me through some really rough times and I hope it's able to help someone else.
I attribute this special message from a revered Polish friend named Stash from the south side of Chicago, he would never allow me to "Google" him so don't any of you try.
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