Tuesday, January 6, 2009

A Good Way to Live

Tuesday, January 6, 2009

…life can be lived selectively, as one chooses from a menu, or picks a polished fruit from the bowl. Here…food, exercises, and sleep, no longer squeezed into the margins of the day, swell to a sumptuous importance. The smell of fresh coffee drifting to greet him as he walks still wet back from his swim; the kiss of morning fog through a rusted window screen; the sight of her with bare brown feet…; the blue jay switching stances on the porch rail; the smooth rose-veined rock holding shut the upstairs door that has lost its latch…. the very texture of root riddled mud and reeds where the fresh cedar dock pilings have been driven: he feels love for each phenomenon and not for the first time in his life seeks to bring himself in harmony with the intertwining simplicities that uphold him, that were woven into him at birth. There must be a good way to live.

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John Updike, Rabbit Angstrom: A Tetralogy (Rabbit is Rich), Everyman's Library, 1995


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