Spring Not Seen
In memoriam, Marcia Chesbrough, and for Ron
Discussing "The Spell of the Sensuous"
Merlot glow, sunset, lake -
A loopy book - looking
For something to say.
Tarot cards on your bed, divining
What can't be said ("She
Won't see spring").
"Still make me laugh," you said
Last call. Deep, echoing cough.
Laugh at what though.
Giving "The Widow's Lament in Springtime" to Ron
Art's mirror held
To Nature, clear of your last breath.
So? No help at all.
Full moon. Wakes
In his half-full bed. Too early to get up.
Too late too.
Apple trees, breeze.
Moony dowsers dip and bow.
Dance of the lost and found.
This poem and personal tribute, written by friend and former colleague Robert Hahn and published in his 2001 collection entitled 'No Messages,' (2001, University of Notre Dame Press), always gives me pause this time of year to appreciate the unfolding of another spring.
My recent "Spring Revival" meetings (who named those, anyway...) have been refreshing, uplifting, and enlightening in that regard. I am reminded in these meetings of what an amazing place we inhabit here at SCC and of how thoughtful, devoted, and full-hearted those who serve and work here tend to be.
And the events of spring, designed to bring us together in celebration and acknowledgment, health and fun - student awards banquet (which was lovely last night); run, live, learn; spring fling, recognition luncheons, rhythm & ribs, commencement itself - these and other events remind us of both the importance of what we do and the need we have for one another as colleagues and friends.
This entry is devoted to an acknowledgment - simple and keenly felt - of a special collection of individuals who comprise a special learning community. As we get to see this spring unfold with all of its storms metaphorical and real here and elsewhere, we should pause and give one another a nod of thanks and appreciation. Thank you for all that you do and for all that you bring to our collective mission.
In some ways life is always the 'dance of the lost and found.' I am grateful to be in that dance with each of you.