I think rainy Sundays at the end of October are best for….making quiche with all the eggs that are piling up, whipping up some tasty pate with all the chicken livers we saved while processing our meat birds, and poetry. Oh, and several cups of hot tea! ( The chicken liver pate recipe is from the Silver Palate Good Times cookbook).
Truly, we live with mysteries too marvelous
to be understood.
How grass can be nourishing in the
mouths of the lambs.
How rivers and stones are forever
in allegiance with gravity,
while we ourselves dream of rising.
How two hands touch and the bonds
will never be broken.
How people come, from delight or the
scars of damage,
to the comfort of a poem.
Let me keep my distance, always, from those
who think they have the answers.
Let me keep company always with those who say
“Look!” and laugh in astonishment,
and bow their heads.
– Mary Oliver
Denise, that quiche looks delicious, and this cold, dreary, damp Sunday would be a perfect day to have the oven on. Now as far as the liver pate goes, I’m going to have to take your word for it. 🙂
We are trying to let Sunday’s be a bit more ‘low key’…less work, you might say…a day of rest. This is not easy for us, so having the rain to keep us from venturing out and tackling projects is a help. yes, a Sunday drinking tea, reading a bit of poetry, and making food….a nice way to spend a Sunday! And I have to say Judy “this chicken liver pate is pretty good, ha”
I like that poem a lot. It makes me think of the way I never want to know how a magician does his tricks–that just takes the whole point away!
Mystery helps to keep us in awe of our experience. I’m not sure what we humans would do if we had an answer to everything! Mary Oliver’s poetry so often touches on the wonders of the world and being human…..I do enjoy her fine words and so glad you did as well, Kerry.