Poet and painter Kirsten Rian has a wonderful practice of emailing a poem to her friends every Monday. This is one she recently sent me – it took my breath away.
by Morton Marcus
You’ve got to love life so much that you don’t want to
miss a moment of it, and pay such close attention to
whatever you’re doing that each time you blink you can
hear your eyelashes applauding what you’ve just seen.
In each eye there are more than 80 eyelashes, forty
above and forty below, like forty pairs of arms working,
80 pairs in both eyes, a whole audience clapping so loud
you can hardly bear to listen.
160 hands batter each other every time you blink.
“Bravo!” they call. “Encore! Encore!”
Paralyzed in a hospital bed, or watching the cold rain
from under a bridge—remember this.
(Image: Vision II, ©1999 from the series Mapping the Body)