Wednesday 19 September

A sunny day
70 degrees

Sitting outside together
We discuss the future—

Prospects, possibilities,
The quixotic quest for balance in this topsy-turvy world

You ask me if I am happy
And it arises in me


That you and I—compared to much of the world—
Are in paradise

We walk to the café—
No crutches, our limbs intact

We behold each other—
No blindness, our eyes  full

We talk amid the calm
No backdrop of violence, we are at ease

It’s an ordinary moment
Nothing special

Such that we can take these moments for granted
One after the other

So that much of the time
We don’t even savor such moments

And I couldn’t say I was happy
If I was missing out on those moments

In The Brothers Karamazov
Seventeen-year-old Markel says to his mother as he nears death:

“Mama, do not weep,
Life is paradise,

And we are all in paradise,
But we do not want to know it,

And if we did want to know it,
Tomorrow there would be paradise the world over”

Layla, we both may laugh at the thought
That paradise is  all around us and shimmering

As we sit outside at Kaldi’s
At Maryville University

“That’s paradise?”
Yep, that’s what the young Russian sage says

But he also says to his mother
“Each of us  is guilty

In everything before everyone,
And I most of all”

You want an existential challenge
Of the highest order?

Great—then hold together
Our access to paradise

And our guilt in everything before everyone
And I most of all

The point is to recognize paradise
The point is to be responsible

The point is to remember the non-paradises
We as Americans are responsible for

Name a country
Say, your family in Iran

You know the history of the U.S. support
For the shah’s torture regime

You know that the U.S. has created zones
Of anti-paradises, those infernos across the planet

I think the heart of the The Book of Mev—
The heart of Mev—

Is the juxtaposition of those two chapters
On sitting

George Steiner asking, given the infernos,
“How can we sit still?”

Thich Nhat Hanh affirming,
“Don’t just do something,

Sit there and be aware
Of the miracle of this moment”

Sitting still
Not sitting still

Paradise
Inferno

Miracle
Responsibility

Ojos así
Sufrimiento tan grande

So, Layla, this aspiration:
May we hold it all