A Clearing by Denise Levertov
What lies at the end of enticing country driveways, curving off among trees? Often only a car graveyard, a house-trailer, a trashy bungalow. But this one, for once, brings you through the shade of its green tunnel to a paradise of cedars, of lawns mown but not too closely, of iris, moss, fern, rivers of stone rounded by sea or stream, of a wooden unassertive large-windowed house. The big trees enclose an expanse of sky, trees and sky together protect the clearing. One is sheltered here from the assaultive world as if escaped from it, and yet once arrived, is given (oneself and others being a part of that world) a generous welcome. It's paradise as a paradigm for how to live on earth, how to be private and open quiet and richly eloquent. Everything man-made here was truly made by the hands of those who live here, of those who live with what they have made. It took time, and is growing still because it's alive. It is paradise, and paradise is a kind of poem; it has a poem's characteristics: inspiration; starting with the given; unexpected harmonies; revelations. It's rare among the worlds one finds at the end of enticing driveways.
Denise Levertov, "A Clearing" from This Great Unknowing. ©1999 by The Denise Levertov Literary Trust. Reprinted by permission of New Directions Publishing Corp. Reprinted with permission. (buy now)
Today is Albert Einstein's birthday (books by this author). He was born in Ulm, Germany (1879), and his pre-kindergarten fascination with a compass needle left an impression on him that lasted a lifetime. He liked math but hated school, dropped out, and taught himself calculus in the meantime. Einstein worked for the Swiss Patent Office in Bern, where his job was to evaluate patent applications for electromagnetic devices and determine whether the inventions described would actually work. The job wasn't particularly demanding and at night he would come home and pursue scientific investigations and theories. In 1905 he wrote a paper on the Special Theory of Relativity, which is that if the speed of light is constant and if all natural laws are the same in every frame of reference, then both time and motion are relative to the observer. That same year he published three more papers, each of which was just as revolutionary as the first, among them the paper that included his most famous equation: E = mc². E is energy, m is mass, and c stands for the velocity of light. Einstein received the Nobel Prize in physics in 1921. He said, "The pursuit of truth and beauty is a sphere of activity in which we are permitted to remain children all our lives."
It's the birthday of Sylvia Beach (books by this author), born in Baltimore, Maryland (1887). She founded an English-language bookstore and lending library called Shakespeare and Company on the Left Bank of Paris. It opened just as the "lost generation" was discovering that city, and it became a central feature of the Parisian literary scene of the 1920s. Beach also published books, including the first — blue and white — edition of James Joyce's Ulysses (1922).
It's the birthday of the photographer Diane Arbus (books by this author), born Diane Nemerov in New York City (1923). She took portraits of transvestites, giants and dwarfs, twins, triplets, carnival performers, and sometimes ordinary people with troubling expressions or postures. She said, "I work from awkwardness. By that I mean if I stand in front of something instead of arranging it, I arrange myself." Be well, do good work, and keep in touch.® |