This is Poem #17 in my series of poem-responses to the Big Questions to celebrate National Poetry Month (NaPoMo aAril 2013).
What does it mean to Stay Alive? Even if one did not plan to be born, why is it preferable to make a go of living it up with elan and joie d'vivre?
What does it mean to Stay Alive? Even if one did not plan to be born, why is it preferable to make a go of living it up with elan and joie d'vivre?
STAYING ALIVE---A JOIE D'VIVRE
Because what we now have is a life
we will never have again, something
as unrepeatable as living or dying,
we drink to it as often as we turn down
an empty cup, and learn to forgive
what was given or not, noblese oblige,
coming as we do to this strange place
without as much as a warning or even
our consent. We did not know.
Because we did not plan to be born,
is it too vexing to learn--perhaps
to revel in--the myriad acts of loving,
of living, and in return be grateful
to perform the surprisingly magical art
of shaping life, nurturing it, finding it
where no one would lead us, blind
as we are to this fire in our weak loins?
Was that left behind by a rushed maker,
like a spare screw, and we had to find
where it would fit snugly, divinely apt
and delicately, deliciously, our manner
of staying alive when dying is better?
--- ALBERT B. CASUGA
The Big Questions, Philosophy by Simon Blackburn, 2009, Quercus Publishing Plc, London, UK. Prof. Blackburn teaches philosophy at the University of Cambridge in England.
2 comments:
It continues to blow my mind to see a picture of a friend of mine here in Columbus, taken by a friend of mine (who used to live in Columbus), here on your blog. Art makes the world TINY.
And I like the poem :).
Salamat,Hannah. (That's Filipino for Thanks, H.) Yes, the world has become our oyster, after all. Your art, mine, they will outlive us yet. Merci, beau coup. mon ami.
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