The Writers Almanac

I get this delivered into my inbox everyday and I am grateful. The last few days’ poems have been a delight, and speak to me of that late summer feeling when every sunny day is a gift and a tiny triumph over the looming dark days of winter.

It’s an old style almanac: a nice mix of information and whimsy but read by Garrison Keillor  who surely must have one of the most listenable-to voices on the planet.

http://writersalmanac.publicradio.org/#

And in case you don’t click on links here’s today’s poem.

Take Love for Granted
by Jack Ridl
Assume it’s in the kitchen,
under the couch, high
in the pine tree out back,
behind the paint cans
in the garage. Don’t try
proving your love
is bigger than the Grand
Canyon, the Milky Way,
the urban sprawl of L.A.
Take it for granted. Take it
out with the garbage. Bring
it in with the takeout. Take
it for a walk with the dog.
Wake it every day, say,
“Good morning.” Then
make the coffee. Warm
the cups. Don’t expect much
of the day. Be glad when
you make it back to bed.
Be glad he threw out that
box of old hats. Be glad
she leaves her shoes
in the hall. Snow will
come. Spring will show up.
Summer will be humid.
The leaves will fall
in the fall. That’s more
than you need. We can
love anybody, even
everybody. But you
can love the silence,
sighing and saying to
yourself, “That’ s her.”
“That’s him.” Then to
each other, “I know!
Let’s go out for breakfast!”

🙂
“Take Love for Granted” by Jack Ridl, from Practicing to walk Like a Heron. © Wayne State University Press, 2013. Reprinted with permission. (buy now)

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