Monday Morning Musings:
“None of us can change the things we’ve done. But we can all change what we do next.”
— Col. Frederick Lucius Johnson (Chad L. Coleman), The Expanse, Season 1: Critical Mass
A celebration not for leaders alive or dead
(and certainly not for one who hasn’t led)
a birthday lunch on Presidents’ Day
where it was light inside, though outside grey,
a changeable week of sun, rain, clouds, and snow
February going fast and slow
confusing my mind and making me too tired
to do what’s required—but in bursts, I am inspired
to work, to create, to navigate
through life—though nothing is straight
as we contemplate past, future, and our fate,
we watch sci-fi and hope there’s more
that people heed, not ignore, the ocean,
with its glorious waves and motion.
Here and now, the constant wars, the hate–
I wonder if it’s all too late–
but still, we live and love–and cook,
even as we ponder roads we took,
and where they’ve led us, where we are
still above, there, the moon, the morning star
So, I bake–homage to heritage, his and mine,
birthday treats–food and life intertwine
memories from childhood, I think his cookies bring,
but mine have chocolate, cinnamon, scents that sing
to me in sensory bliss of crunch, scent, taste
that also trace a path from past—and thicker waist—
but celebrations make us feel good, or so they should,
a time to laugh, love, and remember the good.
Here’s our family in the car again
remembering journeys of long ago, the rain
tapping on windows and misting about us
as we bring up song snippets to discuss–
“Remember that one?” someone queries.
and we’re off discussing songs, or TV series
the things they watched when they were young,
the things they said, the words that were sung
by all of us in house and car
as we traveled to places both near and far
the games we played, before tablets or phone–
a different world, and a different tone.
And now we gather on a February day
when we can be together, if only a short stay
to catch up with one another, share some time
over pizza and cake—this time, no wine.
We watch a movie about forgery
a desperate woman, unhappy, too, we see
the movie is also about creation
the AIDS crisis and writers’ lives–
as it takes money and time to visit archives—
something I’ve done first hand,
and the rush of finding something grand.
But it’s fine, and we’re okay,
here and now on this windy day,
as moon sets and sun rises,
I’m ready for the day’s surprises
wondering what fortune brings–
and hoping that without strings
good things come to us all
without deceit, without a wall
or barriers to conquer or climb–
a gift of peace within our time.
And so, a birthday wish for those I love,
the song of the moon, the shimmer of stars above.
Our older daughter is visiting us, so we got together for an extended family February birthday celebration–something we haven’t done in a few years. My husband and I are caught up in the sci-fi series The Expanse. It’s on Amazon Prime now. We had seen the first two seasons before, but it’s complicated, so we’re re-watching them. It’s an excellent series. Catching up on movies–we watched Can you Ever Forgive Me? last night. Wonderful performance by Melissa McCarthy and the rest of the cast.