Dance on this December Night

Leave the dishes.

Let the celery rot in the bottom drawer of the refrigerator

and an earthen scum harden on the kitchen floor.

Leave the black crumbs in the bottom of the toaster.

dancing with Bowie

Throw the cracked bowl out and don’t patch the cup.

Don’t patch anything. Don’t mend. Buy safety pins.

Don’t even sew on a button.

Let the wind have its way, then the earth

that invades as dust and then the dead

foaming up in gray rolls underneath the couch.

Talk to them. Tell them they are welcome.

dancing for joy

Don’t keep all the pieces of the puzzles

or the doll’s tiny shoes in pairs, don’t worry

who uses whose toothbrush or if anything

matches, at all.

Except one word to another. Or a thought.

Pursue the authentic—decide first

what is authentic,

then go after it with all your heart.

Your heart, that place

you don’t even think of cleaning out.

That closet stuffed with savage mementos.

alma & rebels pantsuit

Don’t sort the paper clips from screws from saved baby teeth

or worry if we’re all eating cereal for dinner

again. Don’t answer the telephone, ever,

or weep over anything at all that breaks.

Alma & Rebels in the snow

Pink molds will grow within those sealed cartons

in the refrigerator. Accept new forms of life

and talk to the dead

who drift in through the screened windows, who collect

patiently on the tops of food jars and books.

fur hat outside Vermont

Recycle the mail, don’t read it, don’t read anything

except what destroys

the insulation between yourself and your experience

or what pulls down or what strikes at or what shatters

this ruse you call necessity.

Advice to Myself”  a poem by Louise Erdrich

**special thank you to my daring stylist artist daughter, Marnika, who gifted me this Alma & Rebels jumpsuit that is nothing but fun and was the inspiration for multiple photo shoots, for Louis Erdrich’s marvelous and honest poetry, and for my talented spouse, Mj, who always says yes to my crazy

2 thoughts on “Dance on this December Night

  1. Reblogged this on Nine Cent Girl and commented:

    Two years later and still dancing in the cold. Grateful for my gals who are by my side and facing what comes our way. Together we are stronger, bolder, and will indeed survive. Here’s to the science and the truth, and to the happiest of holidays to all of you, my loves. xxoo


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