How does the dark get out?
Thelonious Monk said It’s
Always night or we wouldn’t
Need light. Saint John of The
Cross wrote The Dark Night
Of The Soul, which I always
Used to justify my research
Into darkness with the idea
That the deeper I got into it
The higher I would climb to
The light when I came out
Of it, if I came out of it. Now
I know how big that if was
And how lucky I am to have
Found the light before it was
Too late, the light of love,
The unconditional kind that
We usually only find in kids
And dogs and saints. What a
Quaint concept the latter is,
And yet I bet you’ve known
A few. I have too, and have
Aspired to be my own kind
Of one. Only what’s done is
Done and can’t be taken back.
Though it can be taken with,
as a reminder of all I have to
Make up for. But the easiest
Way is just to open that door
And walk through it to the
Light even when, like Monk
Says, it’s always night.
—© 2013 Michael Lally
What do you mean by unconditional love ( not from dogs or kids or saints)?
Posted by: jane Delynn | January 24, 2014 at 11:21 AM
Thanks for this beautiful poem, Michael! I love the shape too. It reminds me of both a ladder and a well.
Posted by: Elaine Equi | January 24, 2014 at 12:41 PM
Nice one!
Posted by: Terence Winch | January 24, 2014 at 01:49 PM
True and powerful and so deeply consoling. the human condition perfectly rendered yet again by Maestro Lally. The day is better having read this.
Posted by: delaune | January 24, 2014 at 02:48 PM
There's some characteristic Lally wit and imagery here, but you really can't take "it"--or anything--with you. And even when you walk through that door to the light, it's maybe just as likely you'll walk into that somewhere where it's always 3 AM.
Still,
Nice Chops, Lal,
Bob B.
Posted by: Robert Berner | January 24, 2014 at 03:36 PM
Yes, the day is better now. To recognize the love, like Grace.
Posted by: maryann siebert-poris | January 24, 2014 at 03:48 PM
Good one, Michael. Think I'll take the advice, right now…comes at a good time, glad I saw this.
Posted by: Peter | January 24, 2014 at 04:36 PM
"..Now
I know how big that if was"
That line hit me so hard, as hard as anything I've read in a year.
Posted by: Kevin | January 24, 2014 at 05:12 PM
love the rhythm of the writing
Posted by: Suzanne Burgess Greco | January 24, 2014 at 05:57 PM
thanks all
Posted by: lally | January 25, 2014 at 12:28 AM
Mike, glad your still at work. Wouldn't worry about that ol' light. Dave
Posted by: David Salner | January 25, 2014 at 01:23 PM
Lally plays the light and the dark keys here, riffing sweetly like Monk while blowing hard like Coltrane. No one hits the hip notes better than Lally.
Posted by: Toby Thompson | January 25, 2014 at 03:58 PM
oh, and Jane, it means no conditions on it, and Bob, the immediate meaning was taking it with you (me) into the present moment, next moment and beyond, but I would say from my death-facing experiences that it can be taken with into wherever that leads as well...but too much explication (which I just did) probably takes away from the mystery of Monk being correct on al levels...
Posted by: lally | January 25, 2014 at 05:38 PM
Love how the ending calls back to the start, like you could read it in a circle, forever.
Posted by: Magdalen P. | February 16, 2014 at 02:08 PM