The Virtues of Subtraction
“Make very little
of yourself if you wish
to see clearly.
Shut up, deeply, if you
wish to hear. Stop
your preening and
disclaiming. Pour
your bottles of
perfume into the
dirt.” ~Lewis Hyde
(On Butterfly
Hunting)
i
Lord, let me be content
to be small.
There’s virtue in the lowly.
Consider the violet, ant, pebble,
every abandoned leaf.
The sky bows down
to uphold them all.
Let me strive to be silent
that I might hear
the cumulus clouds
accumulating,
to know
the bounties that flow
ever downward,
or comprehend how
a seed births a self.
Think of the trees
reaching every which way
for an answer
when what’s true
lies in the asking.
ii
A part of me fell away today,
falling from my mouth;
a memory dislodged
from a tipsy sentiment.
How I am
to live without it
is beside the point,
sublimity being achieved
not by adding more
but by taking away.
What is the labor
required to return
me to my
nakedness?
iii
If you can’t visit paradise
without putting down your bags
then you will never be
an adventurer, a traveler, or journeyman.
You will only be a tourist
because you put yourself first
and can’t put yourself down.
You encircle everything
by building a wall
between you and it
with your requirements,
minutiae, mind's detritus,
your self-importance.
Learn to put yourself aside
for the sake of being present,
in order to connect,
in order to take part,
otherwise no matter
where you go
you won’t be here or there.
If happiness is no more
than a beautiful moment;
beautiful moments
are everywhere.
To arrive there,
prune away your
anticipation and frustration;
impatience with those you love,
jealousy toward a friend,
anger at your family.
Learn to take away
until there is nothing
left to remove.
What is left?
Only an action.
You are in it,
whether in art, or sport, or in love,
with clarity, intensity and solidity.
You adjust quickly and deftly.
No longer bound by addition.
You are free to act.
10/1/23
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