WEBVTT 00:00:00.000 --> 00:00:01.500 align:middle line:90% 00:00:01.500 --> 00:00:06.540 align:middle line:84% I would like to read the title poem of my book-- 00:00:06.540 --> 00:00:08.532 align:middle line:90% The Need to Hold Still. 00:00:08.532 --> 00:00:22.850 align:middle line:90% 00:00:22.850 --> 00:00:27.710 align:middle line:84% Winter weeds, survivors of a golden age, 00:00:27.710 --> 00:00:30.410 align:middle line:90% take over the open land. 00:00:30.410 --> 00:00:35.450 align:middle line:84% Pale armies redressing the balance. 00:00:35.450 --> 00:00:39.170 align:middle line:84% Again, we live in a time of fasting, 00:00:39.170 --> 00:00:43.880 align:middle line:84% burlap cassocks, monks on their knees, 00:00:43.880 --> 00:00:48.410 align:middle line:90% bells tolling in an empty sky. 00:00:48.410 --> 00:00:52.280 align:middle line:84% Among the thin, the trampled on, the inarticulate 00:00:52.280 --> 00:00:56.630 align:middle line:84% clothed in drafts, and rooted in shocked Earth, 00:00:56.630 --> 00:01:03.380 align:middle line:84% which remembers nothing, fields and fields of them. 00:01:03.380 --> 00:01:09.710 align:middle line:84% Teasel, yarrow, goldenrod, wheat, bedstraw, 00:01:09.710 --> 00:01:14.060 align:middle line:84% Queen Anne's lace, dropseed, love grass, 00:01:14.060 --> 00:01:16.430 align:middle line:90% plain, strong names-- 00:01:16.430 --> 00:01:17.885 align:middle line:90% bread and water. 00:01:17.885 --> 00:01:20.770 align:middle line:90% 00:01:20.770 --> 00:01:23.890 align:middle line:84% A woman coming in from a walk notices 00:01:23.890 --> 00:01:26.410 align:middle line:90% how drab her hair has become. 00:01:26.410 --> 00:01:30.700 align:middle line:84% That gray and brown are colors she disappears into. 00:01:30.700 --> 00:01:37.360 align:middle line:84% That her body has stopped asking for anything except calm. 00:01:37.360 --> 00:01:39.670 align:middle line:84% When she brings them into the house 00:01:39.670 --> 00:01:42.520 align:middle line:84% and shortens them for the vase, their 00:01:42.520 --> 00:01:47.500 align:middle line:84% stems break like old bones, clean. 00:01:47.500 --> 00:01:54.220 align:middle line:84% No holding on, no bitter odor, no last drop of juice. 00:01:54.220 --> 00:01:58.240 align:middle line:90% Hers, as long as she wants them. 00:01:58.240 --> 00:02:03.880 align:middle line:84% Their freedom from either/or will outlast hers every time. 00:02:03.880 --> 00:02:08.030 align:middle line:90% 00:02:08.030 --> 00:02:12.920 align:middle line:84% The dignity of form after seduction and betrayal 00:02:12.920 --> 00:02:14.900 align:middle line:90% by color. 00:02:14.900 --> 00:02:20.600 align:middle line:84% The heads separate but held together by an old design 00:02:20.600 --> 00:02:24.680 align:middle line:90% no one has thought to question. 00:02:24.680 --> 00:02:30.350 align:middle line:84% The open pods that have given and given again, 00:02:30.350 --> 00:02:35.600 align:middle line:84% dullness of straw which underlies the rose, 00:02:35.600 --> 00:02:39.230 align:middle line:90% the grape, the kiss. 00:02:39.230 --> 00:02:43.670 align:middle line:84% The narrow leaf blades shape of the body. 00:02:43.670 --> 00:02:48.200 align:middle line:84% The fine stems, earliest brushstrokes, 00:02:48.200 --> 00:02:54.370 align:middle line:84% lines in the rock, on the wall, the page. 00:02:54.370 --> 00:02:58.000 align:middle line:90%