59. Simple
At one point in my life, my interest in living a simple life was such that I had thirteen books on the subject. That’s not simple. Since then I have given the books away and look for some of the ways I can simplify. I have never needed or wanted to have many clothes. I eat fairly simply.
My biggest temptation is books and I find it difficult to not order one more and one more and one more. I now check the library and the extended library system first and if I can I get it there. That way I can see if I really need it in my collection of books. But occasionally (like this morning) even that was too hard a wait and so I ordered two books from used book sellers.
But back to simplicity.
Twelve years ago I wrote a Lune on Simple. A Lune is a poetry form of three lines, five syllables in the first line, three syllables in the second, and five syllables in the third. The word Lune is French for “moon” and the poem itself ends up having a crescent moon shape. There are also 13 lunar months per year.
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A Lune on Simple
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how can I pare life
down to where
I feel its essence
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© Copyright 2000 by Ann Freeman Price
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I still believe this poem, in that I believe that that’s what the search for simplicity is about—it’s about feeling the essence of life.
