I receive The Writer’s Almanac in my inbox every morning, and it never fails to inspire. Today’s poem especially:

Boarding House by Ted KooserCeiling Light

The blind man draws his curtains for the night
and goes to bed, leaving a burning light

above the bathroom mirror. Through the wall,
he hears the deaf man walking down the hall

in his squeaky shoes to see if there’s a light
under the blind man’s door, and all is right.

Flying at Night: Poems 1965-1985. © University of Pittsburgh Press.

Interdependency is a good thing. So much of our modern life seems designed to help us avoid it, but it is life, if you believe that we are all connected — to one another and to everything on the earth.

When I go out today, I am going to try to remember that someone may need to hear my shoes squeak. I am going to look for someone’s light.


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    Dakotagirl said,

    Great poem, thanks for posting. Thanks also for posting the Writer’s Almanac link. I listen to it each day on Georgia Public Radio and it will be great to be able to read it too.

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    Laura said,

    What a lovely sentiment! Those are life’s moments that I, too, tend to savor. Sadly, we sometimes don’t notice them until it’s too late. Thanks for the reminder to pay closer attention. The good stuff is sometimes the most easily overlooked.

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