“The world is mud-luscious and…” (Great Work quote)

“The world is mud-luscious and puddle-wonderful.”
~ E. E. Cummings
Fall has arrived out of nowhere – the wind’s twisting and teasing coloured leaves and all the while it feels like Winter’s tapping on the window, just waiting to be let back in.
This quote makes me smile. It’s that exuberant joy of youth no matter what the weather.
The other day I was moaning on about meaningful work – am I really doing enough Great Work? – and my wife looked at me and said, ‘you don’t need more purpose, you need more joy.’
“Mud-luscious” gets me closer to that for sure.



Michael — one of my favorite poems, and I like the encouragement for more joy. I’m so there.
Here’s another favorite of mine from e. e. cummings:
e.e. cummings…
one winter afternoon
(at the magical hour
when is becomes if)
a bespangled clown
standing on eighth street
handed me a flower.
Nobody,it’s safe
to say,observed him but
myself;and why?because
without any doubt he was
whatever(first and last)
mostpeople fear most:
a mystery for which i’ve
no word except alive
–that is,completely alert
and miraculously whole;
with not merely a mind and a heart
but unquestionably a soul–
by no means funereally hilarious
(or otherwise democratic)
but essentially poetic
or ethereally serious:
a fine not a coarse clown
(no mob,but a person)
and while never saying a word
who was anything but dumb;
since the silence of him
self sang like a bird.
Mostpeople have been heard
screaming for international
measures that render hell rational
–i thank heaven somebody’s crazy
enough to give me a daisy
Margaret
Brilliant! Thank you for sharing that