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Only in the midst of my days will i still be in mourn for the life i once lived. Loneliness drowns my sorrow thoughts away, Numb and hopeless feeling no emotion, Learn to know you words and speak with a leveled mind. My eyes were blue, My hair is blond, A baby face is all I see; An innicent child looking back at me.
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- Aldous Huxley
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But I think of something in an essay from William Merwin. He lived in France, England, Mexico, Pennsylvania as a child. What do we need to do? How can we improve this soil? Tippett: You can listen again and share this conversation with Naomi Shihab Nye through our website, onbeing. Shihab Nye: Well, I really feel, amongst all my poems, that this was a poem that was given to me. I was simply the secretary for the poem.
And my husband and I were on our honeymoon. We had just gotten married one week before, here in Texas. And we had this plan to travel in South America for three months. And at the end of our first week, we were robbed of everything. And someone else who was on the bus with us was killed. And it was quite a shake-up of an experience.
And what do you do now? What should we do first? Where do we go? Who do we talk to? And he listened to us, and he looked so sad. And then we went to this little plaza, and I sat down, and all I had was the notebook in my back pocket, and pencil. Shihab Nye: And so this was also a little worrisome to us, because, suddenly, we were gonna split up.
I was going to stay here, and he was gonna go there. And as I sat there alone, in a bit of a panic, night coming on, trying to figure out what I was going to do next, this voice came across the plaza and spoke this poem to me — spoke it. And I wrote it down. So I can stand back.
I can look at it. And very rarely do you hear anyone say they write things down and feel worse. And that poem is so important to so many people. Right; it is. Tippett: And — but she always carries a notebook. You have to write things down as they come to you. Shihab Nye: Last week, I was in a classroom in Austin, Texas, where a girl who was apparently going through a really rough spell at home wrote a poem that was definitely tragic and comic, both, about — everybody was yelling at her in the poem, from all directions.
She was just kind of suffering in her home place and trying to find peace, trying to find a place to do her homework. But she wrote this in such a compelling way that when she read it — and read it with gusto and joy; there was such joyousness in her voice, even though she was describing something that sounded awful — when she finished, the girls in her classroom just broke into wild applause. And I saw her face.
She lit up. That feeling of being connected to someone else, when you allow yourself to be very particular, is another mystery of writing. Tippett: I was looking at A Maze Me , this book that you did — Poems for Girls — which actually echoes what you just said. Uncanny connections will be made visible to you. You can sit down and write three sentences — how long does that take? Three minutes, five minutes — and be giving yourself a very rare gift of listening to yourself, just finding out, when you go back and look at what you wrote. When and how did that even occur to me?
I sort of like it, this week. And it could help me. And now I want to connect it to something else.
Depression Poems For Those Who Struggle—and Those who want to better understand the illness
I can read for myself. And so I paused for a while. And then, this farmer showed up in Oklahoma at a workshop and told us all that he had come just to listen. He just wanted to hear everyone read their work. Look at this. The wandering audience. He just wants to listen.
Do You Recognize These 10 Mental Blocks to Creative Thinking? - Copyblogger
And my brain clicked. So it was a pleasure, to me, to hear poems in the air first thing in the morning, be saying them to our beloved son. Tippett: Wow. I like that too, because — as much as — my kids are also great big now. And you feel better — you, the reader, feel better. And there are also so many other places where this could be appropriate. Where is the intercom in your school? And so we carry poems with us every day. We have them in our heads. Well, why not? He liked that, but I think he just needed the encouragement. Tippett: Before we draw to a close and, also, hear some more of your poems, I want to touch a little bit on your father again, just on this matter of refugees, which is so resonant now in the world….
Tippett: … in a new, desperate way. Shihab Nye: Yes. They have to operate in another language. How easy would that be? If I had to go to China today and start living in China and doing everything in Chinese, it would be very, very hard. It just seems outrageous. Why is that happening so much? Shihab Nye: So wide open, so much we could do, always; so many surprising moves a person, a country could make that might be imaginative, that might encourage positive behavior instead of negative.
Human beings do that every once in a while, too. Shihab Nye: I hope so. Shihab Nye: Yeah, the boring dink and Jane — I was trying to get away from them all the time.
Aldous Huxley
Where is it? Where is it tucked away? And are you your best self? Is my teacher her best self? And I think one nice thing about writing is that you get to encounter, you get to meet these other selves, which continue on in you — your child self, your older self, your confused self, your self-that-makes-a-lot-of-mistakes — and find some gracious way to have a community in there, inside, that would help you survive. Writing is a way of having a conversation between those different selves inside you.
I think so.
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Shihab Nye: Well, my father felt like a wanderer, like he was always wandering around. But I think you can feel all kinds of gravity, wherever you are, every day in different ways. And often, through human contact, you find your best gravity. A real conversation with someone, just a simple, simple exchange of words, can give you a sense of gravity. You feel as if you recognize it, you see it; maybe it sees you back. And so feeling that sense of gravity and belonging everywhere is very important to me.
Dwight Garner
Shihab Nye: Claiming it — yeah, a kind of global passport, I guess it might be. And this young woman in Kuwait, this morning, on the Skype class I did — she was saying that she was Palestinian; had never been to Palestine. Born in Jordan; had never seen Jordan.
Was taken to Kuwait as a baby and raised in Kuwait, and now she was a college senior. And I think there is a way to do that. Maybe one day; some time. But so we abide with one another; we find, through images, ways to be together. So my hope for that girl was not that she would feel alienated forever from all her places, but that she could find a way to be so much herself and let those parts of herself continue the dialogue, through writing or through whatever she chooses to do. But I do think writing would really help, in her case, would help her to feel an identity. The world frustrated him endlessly, but he loved it, and he hoped for it.
Everything depended on mutual respect.