That Reminds MePosted: July 17, 2014 Filed under: Meditation, Yoga | Tags: art, blogging, compassion, freshly pressed, friends, happiness, health, Home, Identity, kindness, life, Literature, love, meditation, motivation, musings, natural, nature, Ogden Nash, Omaha, passion, perspective, Poetry, teaching, Wonder, writing, Zen 7 Comments
Just imagine yourself seated on a shadowy terrace,
And beside you is a girl who stirs you more strangely than an
It is a summer evening at its most superb,
And the moonlight reminds you that To Love is an active verb.
And your hand clasps hers, which rests there without shrinking,
And after a silence fraught with romance you ask her what she is
And she starts and returns from the moon-washed distances to the
And says, Oh I was wondering how many bamboo shoots a day it
takes to feed a baby Giant Panda.
Or you stand with her on a hilltop and gaze on a winter sunset,
And everything is as starkly beautiful as a page from Sigrid Undset,
And your arm goes round her waist and you make an avowal
which for masterfully marshaled emotional content might have
been a page of Ouida’s or Thackeray’s,
And after a silence fraught with romance she says, I forgot to or-
der the limes for the Daiquiris.
Or in a twilight drawing room you have just asked the most mo-
mentous of questions,
And after a silence fraught with romance she says, I think this
little table would look better where that little table is, but
then where would that little table go, have you any sugges-
And that’s the way they go around hitting below our belts;
It isn’t that nothing is sacred to them, it’s just that at the Sacred
Moment they are always thinking of something else.
Beautiful illustration of NOT living in the moment.
I was crossing my fingers this morning when I posted this beautiful piece by Ogden Nash … Hoping that someone would get “it” 😉
So sad. And yet, perhaps the woman WAS being in the moment and her moment just wasn’t about the same thing as the speaker.
After reading and rereading this many times last night and this morning … And I keep coming back to being appreciated and valued in our lives. I have a much deeper explanation although, writing it out would be wordy and tedious 😉 Lets save it for a conversation one of these day! I hope you have a beautiful weekend in store, be well and please take care!
I do understand the poem and mindfulness as I can see that in the man’s opinion, they were sitting together so thus, THE moment should be about each other. I get that. My point had to do with perhaps being in the moment, something in that moment led the woman to those questions. I understand though that a Buddhist would say not to follow the thoughts. Although being a woman I have experienced the man’s side of this NUMEROUS times, with the man’s thoughts elsewhere.
Have a good weekend.
I belly laughed reading this….did he write this for my husband?
And of course i mean that this could him and me as my brain has a way of always going round and round!