• workout

    by  • April 12, 2016 • poetry, words • 6 Comments


    I started the day by going to the gym
    (things I rarely write for 400, Alex),
    wishing the process of lessening my
    presence on the planet did not involve
    rooms with pumped up jams and rows
    of televisions blasting morning shows.

    I came prepared with headphones and
    the podcast of a poet—Mary Oliver,
    and as the soft animal of my body
    began to pour with sweat i listened
    to her talk about a grasshopper
    eating birthday cake from her hand.

    Four miles later, I had worked up a
    sweat going absolutely nowhere,
    except for the journey of her words,
    the exercise of the heart and mind
    that lifted the weight of my world,
    stretched my wild and precious life.



    Blogging since December 2005


    6 Responses to workout

    1. Tracy Sage
      April 13, 2016 at 7:03 am

      love your words and heart!

    2. Marilyn Tanner
      April 13, 2016 at 9:45 am

      Don’t forget the option of Pandora and setting your favorite musicians as a channel.

    3. Julianne
      April 13, 2016 at 11:46 am

      hooray on all counts, Milton!

    4. April 13, 2016 at 7:46 pm

      Love this, Milton. I’m going to reprint it in the RevGals Weekly e-Reader tomorrow with a link back to your blog.

    5. April 19, 2016 at 2:08 am

      Simply brilliant. (I’ll take “Blogs So Good I Feel Guilty for Not Reading Them Often Enough” for $1000, Alex!)

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