An Anecdote on What the Living Do
<poem>
Midday somewhere in sunny Florida
driving down the road with my wife
looking to grab some lunch, discussing #OWS
Our conversation <pauses> for a moment </pauses>
We listen to #MarieHowe
while she is interviewed by Terry Gross
insert audio = NPR
http://www.npr.org/books/titles/141545096/what-the-living-do-poems#excerpt
She talks about #death #lovedonesgone
<Mycarstopsatredlight>
<quote> What you finally gave up. We want the spring to come and the winter to pass. We want whoever to call or not call, a letter, a kiss—we want more and more and then more of it. </quote>
Next to me a #homeless or a #volunteertoaidthehomeless
I am not sure <pause> or do I even care? </pause>
insert image=homeless reference
I am trying very hard to listen to the poem
to get deep into it.
But the person distracts me so I miss the final part.
</greenlightmycarmoveson>
When I realized it neither I helped the man nor I was touched by the poem
<optional> insert 1000thoughts=1remorse </optional>
at the end this is also WHAT THE LIVING DO
</poem>
