Hectic Week

Try this on for size:

Work in the office from 8-5
1 hour for dinner
in the car by 6, heading to Winston
Symphony rehearsal 7-9:30
back in the car, heading home
back in G-boro by 10

repeat...

This has been my daily routine all week. Don't get me wrong, I love working with WSS, but it certainly makes for a very tired Noah... It is in this spirit that I chose today's poem. I think it captures the sometimes horrible, sometimes wonderful, always insane quality of everyday life, don't you?

Poem About Morning

William Meredith


Whether it's sunny or not, it's sure
To be enormously complex-
Trees or streets outdoors, indoors whoever you share,
And yourself, thirsty, hungry, washing,
An attitude towards sex.
No wonder half of you wants to stay
With your head dark and wishing
Rather than take it all on again:
Weren't you duped yesterday?
Things are not orderly here, no matter what you say.

But the clock goes off, if you have a dog
It wags, if you get up now you'll be less
Late. Life is some kind of loathsome hag
Who is forever threatening to turn beautiful.
Now she gives you a quick toothpaste kiss
And puts a glass of cold cranberry juice,
Like a big fake garnet, in you hand.
Cranberry juice! You're lucky on the whole,
But there is a great deal about it you don't understand.