Take one last look at the most significant obstacles in your life. Track them back to mid-summer and observe their ebbs and flows. In particular, look for the boss (Saturn) who has been problematic, sometimes making you feel angry and even resentful (Mars). You’ve already done what you need to do. Don’t push the issues now, for they will likely resolve on their own soon.
“One day while studying a Yeats poem I decided to write poetry the rest of my life.”
Bly also wrote, “Being a poet in the United States has meant for me years of confusion, blundering, and self-doubt. The confusion lies in not knowing whether I am writing in the American language or the English or, more exactly, how much of the musical power of Chaucer, Marvell, and Keats can be kept in free verse. Not knowing how to live, or even how to make a living, results in blunders. And the self-doubt comes from living in small towns.”
From Writer’s Almanac:
It’s the birthday of the novelist Willa Cather, born in Back Creek Valley, Virginia (1873). She always remembered the journey out to the plains, sitting on the hay in the bottom of a Studebaker wagon, holding on to the side to steady herself. She said, “As we drove further and further out into the country, I felt a good deal as if we had come to the end of everythingoit was a kind of erasure of personality. I would not know how much a child’s life is bound up in the woods and hills and meadows around it, if I had not been thrown out into a country as bare as a piece of sheet iron.” Her family settled in Red Cloud, Nebraska, and she fell in love with the Nebraska landscape. She wrote, “Elsewhere the sky is the roof of the world; but here the earth is the floor of the sky.”
Willa Cather said, “We come and go, but the land is always here. And the people who love it and understand it are the people who own itofor a little while.”
Powered by WordPress