When times are very hard, and for most of us these times are, my first go to is music. I would like to share this highly eclectic list of just some of the tunes that see me through. Songs I Turn (and Return) To.
Some poems just come to me. Others I seek out.
The lines that keep coming to my head are from Wordsworth: "The world is too much with us, late and soon..." The lines I remind myself of are TS Eliot: "I said to my soul, be still, and wait without hope/For hope would be hope for the wrong thing..."
I've put a link to the complete Wordsworth sonnet. The Eliot lines, which have come to mind many times before now, are from Four Quartet's. I have linked a resource for the book below, along with a link to the passage these lines are from.
Other poems in the list below are poems from my notebook of favorites that particularly speak to me now.
After great pain, a formal feeling comes, Emily Dickenson
The Day Lady Died, Frank O’Hara
Four Quartets, TS Eliot. I could not find this book length poem online. These lines were available and are the one that come to me during challenging times.
Glass-Bottom Boat, Elizabeth Spires
The Lilacs, Richard Wilbur
A Summer Garden, Louise Glück
Thank You Lord for the Dark Ablaze, Steve Scafidi
The Wild Swans at Coole, William Butler Yeats
The World is Too Much With Us, William Wordsworth
Wishing Well, Gregory Pardlo