Englewood Review of Books just dropped this signal flare from Mary Oliver on us. I’m tempted to leave it here without comment. But I’m also suddenly wondering if it inspired, even a little, Ewan Roy’s speech near the end of the Succession series. Spoiler alert:
"Maybe there is hope. We can perhaps imagine it, Bastille Day for Michelangelo's Captives. Bastille Day for everyone who is embedded in the Medusa mindset. Bastille Day for rocks, rainbows, rivers and stars. Rock, rainbows, rivers and stars walking free of our petra-fying perceptions of them....
“the penury of the many” I had to look up that word, and glad I did. What a powerful phrase.
"Maybe there is hope. We can perhaps imagine it, Bastille Day for Michelangelo's Captives. Bastille Day for everyone who is embedded in the Medusa mindset. Bastille Day for rocks, rainbows, rivers and stars. Rock, rainbows, rivers and stars walking free of our petra-fying perceptions of them....
Every Bush is a burning bush,
Every river is a medicine river,
Every stone is an a-stone-ishment
turned inwards on its own rose window wonders
- John Moriarty (Dreamtime)
I love this so much, thank you, David!