Post-Holiday Melancholy? Maybe a Free Book Will Help. . . .
I'm feeling---like a lot, a lot---a certain post-Christmas melancholia. Sigh. From what I've seen on social media, I know I'm not alone. We've all dealt with such gloom in 2020; seeing the lights fade out and hearing the carols go quiet now just feels like having the fog roll back in.
And the holidays aren't even over yet!
We still have New Year's! And Three Kings' Day (hey, I misspent my childhood in Tijuana in the '80s; I love me some Three Kings' Day, and my empty flip flops will be out on deck on January 6 to receive whatever the kings might give me!).
I offer two pickmeups for anyone else swimming in a slightly gloomy pond right now:
1) A bookish gift to tuck in your shoes even before Three Kings' Day on January 6:
The Venturi Effect is free on Amazon, as an ebook, today and tomorrow. For whatever that is worth. If you like courtroom drama, bad decision making, and a dash of sailing adventure, you might have some fun with it.
2) A poem I memorized a long time ago and carry with me for just such occasions as, well, 2020:
"Trees" by Joyce Kilmer (killed at the age of thirty-one by a German sniper in 1918 during WWI's Second Battle of the Marne).
I think that I shall never see A poem lovely as a tree.
A tree whose hungry mouth is prest
Against the earth’s sweet flowing breast;
A tree that looks at God all day,
And lifts her leafy arms to pray;
A tree that may in Summer wear
A nest of robins in her hair;
Upon whose bosom snow has lain;
Who intimately lives with rain.
Poems are made by fools like me,
But only God can make a tree.
Something about that one. Sad, happy, contemplative, anxious, at peace . . . it always seems to "fit" for me, to soothe, to speak. . . .
It's there if you need it. . . .