Taking Your Olympic Measure
By Alberto Ríos - 1952-
—Poetry was an Olympic event from 1912-1948.
Think of the records you have held:
For one second, you were the world’s youngest person.
It was a long time ago, but still.
At this moment, you are living
In the farthest thousandth-of-a-second in the history of time.
You have beaten yesterday’s record, again.
You were perhaps the only participant,
But in the race to get from your bedroom to the bathroom,
You won.
You win so much, all the time in all things.
Your heart simply beats and beats and beats—
It does not lose, although perhaps one day.
Nevertheless, the lists of firsts for you is endless—
Doing what you have not done before,
Tasting sake and mole, smelling bergamot, hearing
Less well than you used to—
Not all records are for the scrapbook, of course—
Sometimes you are the best at being the worst.
Some records are secret—you know which ones.
Some records you’re not even aware of.
In general, however, at the end of a long day, you are—
Unlikely as it may seem—the record holder of note.
About the Poet
Born in 1952, Alberto Ríos is the inaugural state poet laureate of Arizona and the author of many poetry collections, including A Small Story about the Sky (Copper Canyon Press, 2015). In 1981, he received the Walt Whitman Award for his collection Whispering to Fool the Wind (Sheep Meadow Press, 1982). He served as a Chancellor of the Academy of American Poets from 2014 to 2020.
5 comments:
Love this one, Joe. Thanks. <3
Joe,
Poetry Tuesday is always fun.
Thanks.
Alexander
Joe, not about the poem. Your post yesterday about coming out was excellent but I was surprised to see not a single comment in response from anyone who has gone through the same experience. It would be wonderful if, in a face to face conversation (alas! more than unlikely) with you, we could discuss (over coffee) my take on how straight males' attitude and conduct toward gays makes coming out so necessary and so difficult for them. Roderick
Roderick, that is a conversation I’d love to have with you. Also, I too was surprised there were no comments. Sometimes that happens though.
@Roderick,
I could put a comment on the post about «coming out» but as a Canadian living in Montreal, this subject is far from what we are now experiencing here for many years.
Coming out isn't the words that we are now talking about here. Finding a teenager or an adult saying he's gay or, like me after 22years of marriage to a woman, guys that are late bloomers and want to live as a gay man isn't a big deal now.
We came from far like in USA but as religion is no more that important in our social lives, saying that you're gay is even celebrated. When someone here is going affirmative about their sexuality, the response is often: we knew it and it's just ok.
The gay life here is just a «normal» thing in any field of work or family or friendship.
It's so getting main stream that even the existence of our famous «Gay Village» is reconsidered. We no more need to hide ourselves in that «getto» place.
Holding the hand of your BF or even kiss him in public is as easy for us as straight couples all over Montreal.
So the topic of the «coming out» nicely written by Joe was very interesting but just for those of you, in some places in USA and also in many countries in the world that are real hell for LGBTQ and even deadly places, that still need to be brave enough to go against your social and religious barriers and step out with pride and courage.
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