WEBVTT 00:00:00.000 --> 00:00:10.300 align:middle line:84% It's a hard thing in life, to an extent, 00:00:10.300 --> 00:00:14.485 align:middle line:84% when your best friend is the person who you most admire. 00:00:14.485 --> 00:00:18.010 align:middle line:90% 00:00:18.010 --> 00:00:22.330 align:middle line:84% This is a poem for Steve Orlen, who a lot of you know. 00:00:22.330 --> 00:00:24.557 align:middle line:90% 00:00:24.557 --> 00:00:26.140 align:middle line:84% We've kind of grown up together, we've 00:00:26.140 --> 00:00:28.150 align:middle line:84% known each other for so long now. 00:00:28.150 --> 00:00:32.080 align:middle line:84% I'm reading my son Booth Tarkington's book, 00:00:32.080 --> 00:00:33.995 align:middle line:90% Penrod and Sam. 00:00:33.995 --> 00:00:35.620 align:middle line:84% That's how I feel like Steve and I are. 00:00:35.620 --> 00:00:38.230 align:middle line:90% 00:00:38.230 --> 00:00:42.010 align:middle line:84% This particular poem, "A Commitment," 00:00:42.010 --> 00:00:49.180 align:middle line:84% was written at a time when Steve and his wife Gail 00:00:49.180 --> 00:00:51.610 align:middle line:90% had separated. 00:00:51.610 --> 00:00:56.530 align:middle line:84% And at the same time, in circumstances 00:00:56.530 --> 00:00:59.170 align:middle line:84% which I won't go into, Steve and I 00:00:59.170 --> 00:01:08.770 align:middle line:84% had also lost our third close friend. 00:01:08.770 --> 00:01:13.090 align:middle line:84% And both these things, as I say within the poem, 00:01:13.090 --> 00:01:16.750 align:middle line:84% seemed too much to bear, in a sense, 00:01:16.750 --> 00:01:22.030 align:middle line:84% for one person within a few days. 00:01:22.030 --> 00:01:24.790 align:middle line:84% The commitment of the poem is my commitment to him. 00:01:24.790 --> 00:01:27.700 align:middle line:84% But more importantly, it's his commitment 00:01:27.700 --> 00:01:32.500 align:middle line:84% to a kind of belonging in the world, a painful belonging, 00:01:32.500 --> 00:01:35.800 align:middle line:84% a commitment to what you love and have lost. 00:01:35.800 --> 00:01:39.690 align:middle line:90% 00:01:39.690 --> 00:01:43.380 align:middle line:84% "After I watched your face, behind its mask of talk, 00:01:43.380 --> 00:01:47.520 align:middle line:84% deaden then go animate, alternating light and dark 00:01:47.520 --> 00:01:50.460 align:middle line:84% as you bowed and drew yourself erect under the lamp 00:01:50.460 --> 00:01:53.760 align:middle line:84% light of someone else's room, in which we talked, 00:01:53.760 --> 00:01:55.890 align:middle line:90% I was restored. 00:01:55.890 --> 00:02:00.390 align:middle line:84% Though in the minor darkness of my heart, where I'm most alone, 00:02:00.390 --> 00:02:04.290 align:middle line:84% I wanted to take your masculine face between my hands 00:02:04.290 --> 00:02:06.990 align:middle line:90% and press for strength. 00:02:06.990 --> 00:02:11.640 align:middle line:84% The skull, for me, is death and strength, merely 00:02:11.640 --> 00:02:15.330 align:middle line:90% objective in a world of sense. 00:02:15.330 --> 00:02:18.870 align:middle line:84% Within a month, you lost your wife and friend, 00:02:18.870 --> 00:02:20.640 align:middle line:90% but not to death. 00:02:20.640 --> 00:02:22.830 align:middle line:84% I knew their leaving had the appearance 00:02:22.830 --> 00:02:26.850 align:middle line:84% of a judgment in your life because the friend was also 00:02:26.850 --> 00:02:32.620 align:middle line:84% mine and gone, because I loved your wife, in you or apart, 00:02:32.620 --> 00:02:34.860 align:middle line:84% and because you wouldn't turn aside. 00:02:34.860 --> 00:02:38.010 align:middle line:84% I tilted the lamp shade down and drifted with you 00:02:38.010 --> 00:02:40.620 align:middle line:90% on the edge of dark. 00:02:40.620 --> 00:02:43.680 align:middle line:84% I remembered an evening with friends in a small boat 00:02:43.680 --> 00:02:45.010 align:middle line:90% on a lake. 00:02:45.010 --> 00:02:46.680 align:middle line:90% It was September. 00:02:46.680 --> 00:02:49.590 align:middle line:84% The late afternoon light and wine we drank 00:02:49.590 --> 00:02:51.930 align:middle line:90% warmed us to each other. 00:02:51.930 --> 00:02:55.620 align:middle line:84% Our quietness then passed from the shadows of trees 00:02:55.620 --> 00:02:57.270 align:middle line:90% close to the water. 00:02:57.270 --> 00:03:01.710 align:middle line:84% It seemed we had drifted out over a great emptiness, silent, 00:03:01.710 --> 00:03:05.100 align:middle line:90% held only by our composure 00:03:05.100 --> 00:03:07.980 align:middle line:90% I think now of those friends. 00:03:07.980 --> 00:03:14.130 align:middle line:84% I let them go, really only for the ease of letting go. 00:03:14.130 --> 00:03:16.770 align:middle line:84% Now when I visit and attend their lives, 00:03:16.770 --> 00:03:18.810 align:middle line:90% they are partly strange. 00:03:18.810 --> 00:03:23.760 align:middle line:84% I know my hesitations seem to judge their house. 00:03:23.760 --> 00:03:27.180 align:middle line:84% I wanted to say, as I watched you steady yourself 00:03:27.180 --> 00:03:31.650 align:middle line:84% in the dark, I was restored by your bearing and openness 00:03:31.650 --> 00:03:36.600 align:middle line:84% to pain, a commitment to what you had already lost. 00:03:36.600 --> 00:03:38.580 align:middle line:90% Our talk was personal. 00:03:38.580 --> 00:03:41.500 align:middle line:90% I said it in another way. 00:03:41.500 --> 00:03:44.190 align:middle line:84% But if all our losses are a mirror in which we 00:03:44.190 --> 00:03:47.190 align:middle line:84% see ourselves advance, I believe in 00:03:47.190 --> 00:03:51.210 align:middle line:84% its terrible, empty reflection, its progress 00:03:51.210 --> 00:03:54.785 align:middle line:90% from judgment toward compassion. 00:03:54.785 --> 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