“Listen to this!” I kneel at the head of his bed, flip through my Rilke book and begin reading:
Oh speak, poet, what do you do?
–I praise.
But the monstrosities and the murderous days,
how do you endure them, how do you take them?
–I praise.
Mildly intoxicated and brimming with euphoria and motivation, I think this poem is a profound commentary on both of our situations. If we could only learn how to praise…
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