If you've never read Rita Dove's On the Bus With Rosa Parks: Poems [811 DOV] then you are in for a treat! I'm going to share a poem from the collection that is stunningly simple, yet life affirming.
Imagine you wake up
with a second chance: The blue jay
hawks his pretty wares
and the oak still stands, spreading
glorious shade. If you don't look back,
the future never happens.
How good to rise in sunlight,
in the prodigal smell of biscuits--
eggs and sausage on the grill.
The whole sky is yours
to write on, blown open
to a blank page. Come on,
shake a leg! You'll never know
who's down there, frying those eggs,
if you don't get up and see.
I can hear that noisy jay. I can smell the sausages sizzling. I want to race down to the kitchen--don't you? We all need a second chance, but we have to be willing to give ourselves that chance before anyone else will.
Have a great weekend, but before you race off to the beach or the woods, stop by Keri Recommends for the Poetry Friday Round-Up.