Just another day on Public Square

I was on my way back from the library when I walked upon this gem right across the way. I had been reading chapters of Anne Sexton’s biography because I want to buy it, but can’t buy anything right now – until payday anyway, tomorrow. But I’ve been looking for guidance on how to get through these awkward years as a poet, not feeling like a poet, finding and holding strong to my voice. Yesterday, I looked in the mirror and thought. You just need to trust yourself. Even if you don’t know where it’s going. You just need to know you’ll get there. And I’ll become whatever it is I’m going to become, but it’s work, hard work to get there. All I do know is this place isn’t where I end.

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Yes, he’s wearing overall shorts. Yes, she’s picking her crotch (which just happened by the way – lucky photographing). Yes, they are together. Ah, summer love

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4 Responses to Just another day on Public Square

  1. What is true is that we DON’T know where it’s going, where we’re going. We can make our best guess and try to pack accordingly; we are asked to trust that we have what we will need along the way. Anything missing will somehow be provided. More each day, I see everything as an act of faith. That we write, I believe, makes us more aware of it. No matter how it seems, this IS the right direction. xo

    • rachvb says:

      I’m trying to roll with it. Bumping along is more like it. It’s always in the back of my mind to be more present, enjoy where you are while you are. I need a few lessons in faith it seems.
      xo

  2. You’ve come to the heart of the journey, dear Rachel. Learning to trust yourself. When you begin to believe in yourself, all else will folllow–whatever the ‘all else’ turns out to be. I’m so happy for you that you’ve learned this lesson in your tender years–some of us don’t get there for decades. You are brave and strong and you have an idea about the nature of the work–you’re well on your way, sweet Rachel. Brava!

    • rachvb says:

      Thank you, Melissa.
      My tender years haven’t seemed very tender (more like the whipping years, the whacking the dead batteries in my flashlight for more juice years), but I’m hoping through all this I’ve gained some semblance of confidence. I’ve been watching soccer goalies and Harry Potter and amazing artists absolutely confident in their own abilities and I’m wanting to be there. I think the door is open. And yes, all I need is the idea about the nature of my work. The building will soon follow, I hope.
      xoxo

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