Candy and Fresh Snow

My name is Clint and I'm Abby's husband and Clay's, Lydia's, and Henry's dad. Abby has a beautiful insightful blog titled Oh So Well that tracks our family's journey. Along the way, Abby loads up her readers for a ride where we discover her witty language and timely topics. You may want to start with "Confessions of a Candyholic," "Dear Clay," "Determination," and "Open Letter to the Past Year." You will not be disappointed! I can only hope that this blog simply approaches the worthwhileness of hers. Here's her blog: candyandfreshsnow.blogspot.com

Language and Memory

Is language adequate to accurately articulate to another the pulsing knowledge learned from your heart? Why does memory abandon you or trick you into altering the past? Don't you sometimes, to necessitate communication, replace language with music, laughter, or crying out?

These questions were inspired by my reading of Leif Enger's fictional novel Peace Like a River, particularly the chapters titled, "Be Jubilant, My Feet" and "The Curious Music that I Hear." The narrator, Reuben Land, vividly paints his fascinating short visit to heaven with his dad. Despite the amazing description and recollection, Reuben falls short and laments, "What mortal creations are language and memory!"

Tuesday, April 28, 2009

Torture

Bag of bones twisted, broken, rattled. A pang, a prick, a squeeze. Knives, guns, electricity, hooks, sticks, pliers, deprivation, bugs, boxed, chemicals, fire, water, boards, a whip, crown of thorns, a cross. Awfully imagining what others do to others; how it must feel! But what about the gray matter crushed by enmity? Hatred convoluting the brain, churning chemicals; Hatred ripping out the heart, hard boiled spirit; Hatred inflicting the eyes, cooked tears; Hatred wrenching the fingers, twisted twigs; Hatred gnashing the teeth, grinding bones; Hatred menacing the skin, seams splitting.
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3 comments:

  1. Salisbury FamilyApril 29, 2009 at 8:19 AM

    Whoa.....what kind of anger are you talking about? Is this a personal experience....I understand the physical vs mental...but this is a little frightening!

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  2. Hardy PartyMay 2, 2009 at 10:36 AM

    Clint,

    Did you ever see the movie "Peggy Sue got married"? This reminds me of the rat puke poem the guy recites. I believe there is something beautiful in your mind crying to get out... Write about that...

    Sondi

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  3. Hardy PartyMay 2, 2009 at 10:44 AM

    Clint,

    I love you!
    Always you have a choice of what to focus on. Focus on good, you are surrounded by it.
    Love, Dad

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