Heart Happy (cathy_edgett) wrote,
Heart Happy
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A friend and his wife recently returned from three years living in Granada, Spain.  They speak of the health of the people, which they attribute to olive oil, wine, and walking.  On a warm night, everyone is out until 1 in the morning, grandparents, babies in strollers. Though not many people go to church these days, they still celebrate all the holidays, the Saint's Days, so if you don't speak Spanish, which my friends don't, you never know when everything will be closed for a celebration, a parade.

I think of how when I go to the grocery store here, there is often a loud speaker blaring about some disease or medication we need.

How different from communion in the streets.

I was reminded of that when I read this poem.


Health
by Rafael Campo

While jogging on the treadmill at the gym,
that exercise in getting nowhere fast,
I realized we need a health pandemic.
Obesity writ large no more, Alzheimer's
forgotten, we could live carefree again.
We'd chant the painted shaman's sweaty oaths,
We'd kiss the awful relics of the saints,
we'd sip the bitter tea from twisted roots,
we'd listen to our grandmothers' advice.
We'd understand the moonlight's whispering.
We'd exercise by making love outside,
and afterwards, while thinking only of
how much we'd lived in just one moment's time,
forgive ourselves for wanting something more:
to praise the memory of long-lost need,
or not to live forever in a world
made painless by our incurable joy.
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