Written by Kate Foran. Kate Foran appreciates her three season CSA share and thinks it’s worth noting how the liturgical calendar builds in a lean time during the last weeks of winter and first weeks of spring.
“That Wilderness should turn a mart”
quoted in Changes in the Land by William Cronon
In this troubled area of the world known as
my shoulders, my roving fingers dig for what
must be buried there—gold doubloons
or taut and humming harpsichord strings
and I wonder about all that stored energy,
the tension I’m saving, always vigilant
for some fight or flight that never comes,
though the grocery store at the end of December
feels like a battleground. In the checkout line
I think of the hardworking Puritans who deemed
the northern natives fools because they went hungry
(but didn’t starve) for a couple of weeks
at the end of winter, because they moved slowly
or rested on hard ground, trusting it to soften
and give enough when the season turned.
Why were they so lazy? Why did they choose
hunger when some effort could stock their stores?
A healer once told me that the things
we do for comfort lead to longer pain.
We sink into pliant pillows and our muscles
stiffen and de-condition, but a body sitting
on a floor stays supple and lithe.
And all these plastic bags, so convenient,
I might almost be impressed
with the ocean island we’ve made
of them, that undulating surface.
As I wheel the full cart to my car
and drive all that food home,
I think maybe that’s what’s in my muscles,
sore and civilized–along with the BPA–
my inheritance, a culture that never could tell
the “difference between yield and loot.”
Kate Foran appreciates her three season CSA share and thinks it’s worth noting how the liturgical calendar builds in a lean time during the last weeks of winter and first weeks of spring.