Cable Car Ride

Cable Car Ride
for Minyi


Struggling to find the right words,
the cable car seems as
good a metaphor as any:

a fixed destination
reached after crossing different way points,
(we are approaching one now)
not without some bumps along the way.

It seems rather precipitious a drop
over which our little bubble is suspended
but we have trust
in what may seem so thin a thread
steeled, as I am
to take the plunge,
asking the four words.

You say yes.

What Love Is

In his extreme youth, Stoner had thought of love as an absolute state of being which, if one were lucky, one might find access; in his maturity he had decided it was the heaven of a false religion, toward which one ought to gaze with an amused disbelief, a gently familiar contempt and an embarrassed nostalgia. Now in his middle age he began to know that it was neither a state of grace nor an illusion; he saw it as a human act of becoming, a condition that was invented and modified moment by moment and day by day, by the will and intelligence and heart.

   John Williams, Stoner