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Thursday, April 24, 2025

Poetry Friday: "Be Kind" by Michael Blumenthal (and a story about peanut butter toast)


Sometimes it's hard to feel kind these days. But I keep reminding myself that even in our tumultuous country and climate, kindness is worth holding onto. 

I remember when Atticus was in the hospital a few years ago for his cancer surgery. A couple of days after the surgery, I ordered his breakfast. A few minutes later, the kitchen called his room. 

"You ordered the peanut butter toast for your husband, right?" She sounded young. And kind. 

"Yes, that's right." 

"Okay, I wanted to ask you a question. Does he like the peanut butter on the side, to put on the toast later? Or does he like it on the toast right away? Because, you know, some people like the peanut butter to get all melty, and I just want to make sure it's the way he likes it." 

I had to sit down. "He likes the peanut butter melty," I said. I took a breath. "He, um — thank you. Thank you for thinking of that." 

"Oh, it's no problem! Like I said, I just wanna make sure I fix it the way he likes it!" I could hear her smile. 

I hung up. I looked at the phone. I looked at my husband. He was asleep, recovering, moving forward one step at a time. I thought about a young woman in the kitchen, just doing her job, but doing it to perfection. Caring enough about a stranger to pick up the phone and ask about toast. 

There are such people in the world. Oh, such people!

The Peanut Butter Toast Girl, who still makes me cry.


Be Kind
by Michael Blumenthal

Not merely because Henry James said
there were but four rules of life—
be kind be kind be kind be kind—but
because it's good for the soul, and,
what's more, for others, it may be
that kindness is our best audition
for a worthier world, and, despite
the vagueness and uncertainty of
its recompense, a bird may yet wander
into a bush before our very houses,

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(Read the rest here, at Poets.org.)


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Photo courtesy of Shutterbug75 at Pixabay

26 comments:

  1. What a touching story, Karen. Thank you for sharing it. The kindness of strangers is always something to celebrate.

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    1. Thanks, Rose. Yes to the kindness of strangers. :)

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  2. I have never more wanted to be a hedgehog, trundling through "the happiest possible dust, a detritus of blessedness," on my way to a morsel of peanut butter toast, all melty.

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    1. I love how you pulled all of it together, Heidi. :) And yes, don't you love "a detritus of blessedness"? ❤️

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  3. It does seem that kindness is at a low ebb and we need a wave! Lovely story of a seemingly small act that made such a difference to you.

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  4. Thank you for sharing your moving story and the wonderful poem. Kindness is everything, and we need it so much these days!

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  5. Oh Karen, what a lovely moment, and good memory to hold onto, during these darkening days. May we all remember, every day: take hold of the hand of hope, and above all walk with lovingkindness … 🕊️

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  6. Love this post. Your story is beautiful and SO heartening and uplifting. Blumenthal's poem should be read by EVERYONE and put into practice.

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    1. Jama, yes, we should all carry Blumenthal's words in our pocket.

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  7. This story is so wonderful. A great example of simple kindness. "Before you know kindness as the deepest thing inside,
    you must know sorrow as the other deepest thing." Naomi Shihab Nye

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    1. Margaret, that's one of my favorite of her poems, and a favorite line. Thanks for mentioning that!

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  8. Oh, my goodness...the toast. What a touchstone story. There's a whole sermon in that. Thank you. And, I'm printing this poem out for my pocket. Yes, it's a little long but it's exactly what I want to be thinking about and returning to in the moments that I struggle. Thank you, Karen. Please give Atticus an extra hug today.

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    1. Linda, so funny, I just replied to Jama that we should all carry his words in our pockets all the time. :) I'll go deliver that hug!

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  9. Oh, your story! It's a perfect example of the unexpected gift of a simple act of kindness, and its sticking power. The poem is filled with wonderful phrases and imagery. Thank you for sharing it here today.

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    1. Thanks, Molly. Yes, the sticking power of such seemingly tiny moments leaves me in awe.

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  10. Karen, thank you for sharing this poem, and especially the kindness of the young woman who took so seriously her call to bless and comfort the sick. So much truth in this poem: "kindness is our best audition / for a worthier world,"

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    1. Denise, those lines especially struck me too. So good.

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  11. Oh yes to the peanut butter melty! What a kind person to think to ask!

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  12. What a perfect example of kindness!

    These lines struck me: "take
    whatever kindness you can find
    and be profligate in its expenditure"

    I hear an echo in the NSN poem Jama shared:
    "I want to be someone making music
    with my coming."

    It's about both the giving and the receiving!

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    1. Mary Lee, I agree about the lines from NSN! Thanks for pointing that out.

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  13. I love the Peanut Butter Toast Girl! That is real care. I love how you described it as doing her job to perfection. And, oh my goodness, the little claws and little wet noses and little feet!

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    1. Karin ... hedgehogs. Oh, my, yes. I recently had to restrain myself when the local animal shelter had a couple hedgehogs up for adoption. They are irresistable, but I knew our cat wouldn't like them (or, more accurately, would like them too much.) :)

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