20 Apr

Merton this morning.

Yesterday I was sitting in the woodshed reading and a little Carolina wren suddenly bienvenuhopped onto my shoulder and then onto the corner of the book I was reading and paused a second to take a look at me before flying away.

There is something you cannot know about a wren by cutting it up in a laboratory and that you can know only if it remains fully and completely a wren, itself, and hops on your shoulder if it feels like it.

A tame animal is already invested with a certain falsity by its tameness. By becoming what we want it to be, it takes a disguise that we have decided to impose upon it.

Even a wild animal merely “observed” is not seen as it really is, but rather in the light of our investigation (color changed by fluorescent lighting). But people who watch birds and animals are already wise in their way.

I want not only to observe but to know living things, and this implies a dimension of primordial familiarity that is simple and primitive and religious and poor. This is the reality I need, the vestige of God in His creatures.

Is this what we seek through all our religious ways?
Getting each other to behave, to conform, to be nice? operatingtable
More la-bore-a-tory
than observatory
Do we merely seek to dissect each other in our sacred labs,
to figure each other out,
to square each other away?
A pathological desire to fix
to evaluate
to judge
to prescribe
When observing is the key.
Like a glorious wren, the son of man hops on our shoulder
if he feels like it.
Do we behold
primordial vestige
full of grace and truth
or do we capture and cage
endowing with falsity
as we dissect
on unholy tables?



Posted by on April 20, 2013 in musings, Poetry


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2 responses to “la-bore-a-tory

  1. retroillini

    April 21, 2013 at 3:45 am

    Me too, writing about Merton this week–finally. Love the blog. Of course to the best of my knowledge the pic is not a carolina–I HEAR Carolinas each morning, rarely see them. Took photo of Merton’s original page on rain and the rhinoceros. Wonderful musings– yours, Mertons

  2. wordhaver

    April 21, 2013 at 1:33 pm

    Nope, don’t think it is – but that one caught my eye, if not my ear. 🙂


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