on applause

The last note of the piece rings out and the piano fades to silence-

Hands clap together like the start of rain.

I have always been uncomfortable with applause, with that much energy directed towards me at once. I preferred to acknowledge the room with a wave of the hand and get off stage as quickly as possible, letting the next act begin.

But I’m realizing that appreciation and connection are reciprocal. There are two parts to the exchange – the offering of a rose, and an earnest acceptance of it.

With how interwoven social media has become with our daily routine, one would think that we have become better about appreciating and recognizing. To that I would say, unfortunately we have only become better at efficiently exchanging superficial acknowledgments.

Working on acknowledging, appreciating, and giving better applause.

find it

in between rays of light through wistful cotton

within blood rushing through veins

next to rivers lapping over stubborn stones

among dimly lit rooms with bright eyes and colorful drawings on the walls

along silhouettes of branches against navy skies

from the pin pricks of light piercing through the black fabric which holds us

through the rise and fall of breath

through the metronome that is the ticking heart

through thoughts deep as the ocean yet ephemeral as smoke

find it

poetry by bukowski

Poetry is distilling raw emotions and ideas into old glass jars on a wooden shelf. Charles Bukowski was a raging alcoholic, but produced such a lucid body of work before passing. Perhaps in a world with a flawed sense of sanity, we need the in-sane. His philosophy that every sentence must pierce through to the soul is evident, he never bothered sugar coating reality as it is.
This is one of my favorites.

The Laughing Heart

your life is your life
don’t let it be clubbed into dank submission.
be on the watch.
there are ways out.
there is light somewhere.
it may not be much light but
it beats the darkness.

be on the watch.
the gods will offer you chances.
know them.
take them.

you can’t beat death but
you can beat death in life, sometimes.
and the more often you learn to do it,
the more light there will be.

your life is your life.
know it while you have it.
you are marvelous
the gods wait to delight
in you.

Other favorites by Bukowski:
All The Way (https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=k6_QUhUPrF4)
Bluebird (https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=lyMS4qJ8NXU)
The Genius of the Crowd (https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=0doGM_6izYg)