WEBVTT 00:00:00.000 --> 00:00:02.500 align:middle line:90% 00:00:02.500 --> 00:00:04.810 align:middle line:84% Before the afternoon got started, 00:00:04.810 --> 00:00:08.440 align:middle line:90% David drew a caricature of me. 00:00:08.440 --> 00:00:11.500 align:middle line:90% I can't really read it. 00:00:11.500 --> 00:00:14.950 align:middle line:84% There's a word in the poem I'm going to read 00:00:14.950 --> 00:00:16.450 align:middle line:90% it's a flower called lilac. 00:00:16.450 --> 00:00:19.450 align:middle line:84% And I'm Canadian, and I was asking them about it. 00:00:19.450 --> 00:00:20.600 align:middle line:90% Did I say it right? 00:00:20.600 --> 00:00:21.100 align:middle line:90% "Lie-lick?" 00:00:21.100 --> 00:00:22.240 align:middle line:90% "Lie-lack?" 00:00:22.240 --> 00:00:26.020 align:middle line:84% So out of my mouth is "lie-lack," "lie-lock," 00:00:26.020 --> 00:00:27.101 align:middle line:90% "lie-lick." 00:00:27.101 --> 00:00:30.870 align:middle line:90% 00:00:30.870 --> 00:00:32.580 align:middle line:84% Now, I have to write a poem for Dave. 00:00:32.580 --> 00:00:36.770 align:middle line:90% 00:00:36.770 --> 00:00:40.400 align:middle line:84% It's not easy being a poet, you know? 00:00:40.400 --> 00:00:43.258 align:middle line:84% The last poem is "The Prune Tree" by Howard Moss-- 00:00:43.258 --> 00:00:44.300 align:middle line:90% one of my favorite poems. 00:00:44.300 --> 00:00:48.440 align:middle line:90% 00:00:48.440 --> 00:00:52.860 align:middle line:84% "As a torn paper might seal up its side or a streak of water 00:00:52.860 --> 00:00:56.540 align:middle line:84% stitch itself to silk and disappear, 00:00:56.540 --> 00:00:59.240 align:middle line:90% my wound has been my healing. 00:00:59.240 --> 00:01:03.770 align:middle line:84% And I am made more beautiful by losses. 00:01:03.770 --> 00:01:07.490 align:middle line:84% See the flat water in the distance nodding approval, 00:01:07.490 --> 00:01:10.640 align:middle line:84% the light that fell in love with statues? 00:01:10.640 --> 00:01:14.960 align:middle line:84% Seeing me alive, turn its motion toward me. 00:01:14.960 --> 00:01:20.930 align:middle line:84% Sure, I rejoice in what was taken from me. 00:01:20.930 --> 00:01:24.080 align:middle line:84% What can the moonlight do with my new shape 00:01:24.080 --> 00:01:28.520 align:middle line:84% but trace and retrace its miracle of order? 00:01:28.520 --> 00:01:32.030 align:middle line:84% I stand waiting for the strange reaction of insects 00:01:32.030 --> 00:01:35.180 align:middle line:90% who knew me in my larger self. 00:01:35.180 --> 00:01:39.560 align:middle line:84% Unkempt in a naturalness I did not love. 00:01:39.560 --> 00:01:43.760 align:middle line:84% Even the dog's voice rings with a new echo. 00:01:43.760 --> 00:01:47.330 align:middle line:84% And all the little leaves I shed are singing-- 00:01:47.330 --> 00:01:51.890 align:middle line:84% singing to the moon of shapely newness. 00:01:51.890 --> 00:01:56.600 align:middle line:84% Somewhere, what I lost I hope is springing to life again. 00:01:56.600 --> 00:01:59.960 align:middle line:84% The roofs astonished by me are taking new bearings 00:01:59.960 --> 00:02:00.710 align:middle line:90% in the night. 00:02:00.710 --> 00:02:03.800 align:middle line:84% The owl is crying for a further wisdom. 00:02:03.800 --> 00:02:07.610 align:middle line:84% The lilac putting forth its strongest scent to find me. 00:02:07.610 --> 00:02:10.490 align:middle line:84% Butterflies like sails in grooves 00:02:10.490 --> 00:02:14.570 align:middle line:84% are winking out of the water to wash me, wash me. 00:02:14.570 --> 00:02:19.060 align:middle line:84% Now, I am a seed stirring in China. 00:02:19.060 --> 00:02:31.000 align:middle line:90%