Everyone is Careening, she pointed out

careen: [From French (en) carène, (on) the keel,  see kar- in Indo-European roots.] 

 To lean to one side, as a ship sailing in the wind.

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Everyone is Careening,

she pointed out

and it was precisely the right word.

overworked and underslept and sorting through a whole slough of

philosophies

on child rearing and relationships and gender and equality and economies

Saturn is looping back around

to the place in the Milky Way it occupied

when we were all ushered into these lives,

we dialed rotary phones as children

encountered sex in the teenage years of HIV

and attained legal drinking age as the ashes of September 11 settled

now we are making our way into our Thirties

with our smartphones and our student loans

and our conviction that Capitalism is pretty violent

and we are in Bed

with it

whether we like it or not

our friends are going ex-pat in droves

and the planets are doing that thing they do

and we are getting married

and attaining graduate degrees

and divorcing

and bringing up kids

and making art

and thinking about where our food comes from

and walking away from mortgages

and kicking habits

and lobbying senators

and angling for book contracts

and still slinging food,

and trying to cobble together an updated version

of the Beatnik Dream

We are trying to meditate more

We would like to see some changes

we eschew “establishment”  morals

but we are becoming our own establishment

even as we seek to change the one we have been given

we are looking for bliss and also sustainability

we understand it could all end tomorrow

but if it don’t, there’s going to be a real shortage of

clean water

and so we polish our post-apocalpytic skillsets

and make it up as we go.

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6 responses to “Everyone is Careening, she pointed out

  1. sarahtrudeau

    Girl, I love this. Your poetry speaks to me.

  2. This sounds like where I was thirty years ago. [Minus the cell phones and 9-11.] Reagan was wreaking havoc. I was appalled at the fact my partner and I were becoming “middle class.” And I was in despair over the world my little ones would grow up in and inherit. My childhood started with the grave threat and daily fear of nuclear annihilation. My parents generation started with the Great Depression. Their parents generation started in a social construct of “every man/woman for themselves”: no social safety net, rudimentary health care, & hard physical labor on a daily basis. Their parents generation risked everything to flee economic and social injustice in Europe for a better life in America. I think it comes down to each generation, in the face of calamity, disaster, and social injustice, doing the best it can for society and the planet with what it has at the moment.

  3. sarahalisabethfox

    Ma, you done summed it up. I love thinking about how each generation is shaped, the values that become important to it based on the social/cultural/historical experiences its parents experienced. Maybe I’ll turn this into a series of poems that lead into each other. And Sarah Trudeau… You are an inspiration yourself. much love and gratitude.

  4. Heya lady, I don’t believe we’ve met, but we’re just a couple short links away from each other, jodie b, for instance. I goddamn adore your writing, and figured you’d appreciate knowing as much. Each of the poems you’ve posted this late summer-early fall has stabbed through me somewhere, and re-readings don’t change that. Thanks so much for sharing that beauty.

    • sarahalisabethfox

      Betsy… I do goddamn appreciate it. And as you’ve probably already seen, I spent a good while wandering around on your blog today. Can’t wait to read your lookout entries. Boo-yah.
      Thanks for the note. We write these bits and we toss them out into the universe and we hope that someone out there feels something when they read them…. and if someone re-reads, well hell, this is exactly the best compliment possible.
      thanks for reading. know i’ll be following you from now on.

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