lucia meditation

afra/ paterson/ Lucia interview

Went on a field trip with Sofia's class to see a marrionette show at the Swedish Cottage in Central Park. As we were boarding the bus a girl in Sofia's class named Afra looks up at me and says, "I have 2 talents."

 "Oh yeah, what are they?" 

"Drawing and being inside my body."

This floored me. Being inside your body is such a valuable talent. It's the key. But it's so hard to do well. It goes hand in hand with drawing.  

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On This American Life this week there was a great father/daughter story. The father says that his 9 year-old daughter was at the stage where she was constantly asking questions and interrupting his work. So he told her to write them all down and give them to him at once.  So she makes a long list and includes questions like: What is love? What is time? Why are we here? Why do we exist at all? Etc. He's overwhelmed. The dad thinks about it really hard and takes three years to come up with his answers, long-winded essays full of quotations by esoteric philosophers, etc. He says the hardest one to answer is the one about love. The reporter asks the daughter if she got the answer she wanted to her questions. The daughter said she didn't really care about the answers, in the first place, she just wanted to have a conversation with her father. The irony...

Which reminds me somehow of Ron Padgett's poem in the film Paterson, "Another One." This is my memory's translation of that poem:

Another One 

In school you learn about 

the first, second and third dimension: 

A shoebox

Later you find out about the fourth dimension:

Time

And then the fifth, sixth, seventh... 

I look down 

at my beer 

and smile

One of the great things about Paterson is that the poems are written across the screen as Adam Driver is saying them in his mind, and we also hear and see them more than once. The film allows you to slow down and linger over the poems. 

I bet Padgett has more eyes and ears on his poems in this film than he's ever had before by a factor of 100. Kudos to Jarmusch for spreading the word.

I also liked the fact that the city of Paterson has a bus driving citizen named Paterson, echoing the central idea in William Carlos William's book, "Paterson;" the city as an extention of the individual and vice versa, "and so to man/ to Paterson." And how oddly perfect is it that the actor playing this "ur" bus driver is named Adam Driver?  

The poem above, "Another One," reminds me of another one, also by Ron Padgett: 

Chocolate Milk

Oh God! It's great!

to have someone fix you

chocolate milk

and to appreciate their doing it!

Even as they stir it

in the kitchen

your mouth is going crazy

for the chocolate milk!

The wonderful chocolate milk!

I interviewed Lucia yesterday. I asked her why we exist. She said because God exists. "And we were never going to die because God will never die." Big smile. I asked her why God exists. She said, "Oh, you're asking me the hard ones!" I said, "Just give me your best guess, why does God exist?" She said, "Because mommies exist." Doubt I could come up with a better answer than that.

On the bus Fynn told me this joke:  

Why was the chicken late for supper. Because he was pick pecking on his walk. 

I'm on the bus, on the way to Maryland theater. I little girl name Afra says as we are getting on the bus, "I have 2 talents."

 "oh yeah, where are they? 

"Drawing and being inside my body."

She's knew she was going to be great.

This is kind of meditation class class. I have to use said.

Did anyone catch this American life show this week? Daughter is trying to get his attention, she's at that stage where she's asking 1 million questions. Your dad is busy writing and tells her to compile all her questions together so you can answer them all at once. So she makes a long list and includes questions like what is love what is time and why why are we here etc. The dad thinks about it really hard and takes three years to come up with these answers, long winded essays call of "Tatian's by esoteric philosophers. The reporter asked the daughter about her questions and the daughter said she didn't really care about the answers, she just wanted to have a conversation with her father. Which reminds me a little bit of Ron Padgett's poem in Patterson. This is my memory translation.

Another One 

It's cool you learn about 

the first second third dimension 

A shoebox

Then you come to find out about the fourth dimension.

Time.

And then fifth sixth seventh. 

I look down at my beer and smile.

Which reminds me of my best poem on ever, chocolate milk

Interview sheet yesterday, I have to really exist she said because God exist. We were never going to that. Big smile. I asked her why God exists. She said, oh, you're asking me the hard ones! I said just give me your best guess. Why does God exist? She said, because mommies exist.

Interview with Lucia: 

What 

Not why did the chicken why was the chicken late for supper. Because he would pick checking on his walk. Fynn

Who that banana banana banana banana Nana that's funny orange orange you glad I didn't say banana why are cows get a map fly  built in cow cool culaor 

Yr an adult, alfalfa slower when they moo

Lucia says

I ask Lucia, Why do we exist?

She says, because God exists. And since God will never die, we will never die.

Why does God exist?

Oh, you're asking me hard ones!

Just give me your best guess. Why does God exist?

Because Mommies exist.

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