Thursday, September 18, 2025

Poetry Friday: "The Patience of Ordinary Things"


The world is an extraordinary dumpster fire right now and it leaves me longing for something ordinary. Ordinary time, ordinary things, ordinary annoyances, ordinary pleasures. Ordinary, calm, boring, moments. 

Pat Schneider understands. Take an ordinary moment to sink into the dose of sanity she offers. 


The Patience of Ordinary Things
by Pat Schneider

It is a kind of love, is it not?
How the cup holds the tea,
How the chair stands sturdy and foursquare,
How the floor receives the bottoms of shoes
Or toes. How soles of feet know
Where they're supposed to be.
I've been thinking about the patience
....
(Read the last few lines here.)   


The round-up this week is being hosted by the ever-wonderful Jama Rattigan at Jama's Alphabet Soup.

Photo courtesy of Pixabay

20 comments:

Tricia said...

"And what is more generous than a window?" I love this line. What a fabulous poem. Thank you for sharing.

Linda B said...

It is so often that poets show us a way to take care of ourselves, and this poem does do that, Karen, as you wrote, too, of your longing for something ordinary. It's special! Thank you!

Karen Edmisten said...

Tricia, I love that line too. It makes me feel the expansiveness of a new view.

Karen Edmisten said...

Linda, yes, I love the way the right poems come to us at the right moments. :)

Linda said...

We certainly need "ordinary" right now. This poem brings the calm we all need right now. Thank you for sharing it!

Karen Edmisten said...

All in favor or ordinary, raise your hand! :) Thanks, Linda.

Margaret Simon said...

What IS more generous than a window? This season I have loved my ordinary kitchen window that allows me to watch ordinary hummingbirds. Actually there is nothing ordinary about ordinary things. If you pay attention as this poem does, you find generosity and hope.

jama said...

Enjoyed reading this poem again -- as you said, much needed in these dumpster fire times. The last line always kills me. Thanks for this moment of calm and beauty.

elli said...

Yes, we all need the sacred ordinary in our everyday lives! Give me the fat robins pecking at the soil beneath my bedside window, after a dawn rain … give me the quiet rustle of the newspaper at the breakfast table … wishing you peace, dear Karen🕊️

Karen Edmisten said...

* Margaret, yes, the ordinary can be the most extraordinary. Hummingbirds always make me think of my parents. We hardly ever see them around here, but my daughter spotted one in our garden the day my father passed away, and when my mother died a few months later, I had a hummingbird moment too.

* Jama, Pat Schneider is always worth revisiting, isn’t she? I just went to your blog to revisit the times you've shared her work and this poem. I had totally missed your post about her on Feb. 19, 2021 (that was the week I was moving my parents home from the nursing home, after they both finally recovered, mostly, from Covid.) What a gorgeous post! I didn't know that the words, "And what is more generous than a window?” were on her gravestone. How beautiful. Thanks for that.

* elli, such lovely images and moments — thank you. Peace!

Cathy Stenquist said...

"What is more generous than a window?" Just wow. This poem is a study in choosing just the right words for your poem. Thanks for sharing!

Karen Edmisten said...

Cathy, she's a master at that, isn't she? :)

Carol Varsalona said...

Karen, this poem is a sweet gift on ordinary days when the world is a mixed up dumpster fire. I shall spend the day shopping with my daughter remembering that an ordinary day can become so peaceful and full of beauty if I but look around me. Have a beautiful weekend filled with ordinary days.

Karen Edmisten said...

Thank you, Carol, and I'm wishing you the same!

Linda Mitchell said...

simple, beautiful and the perfect balm for those of us feeling singed from the dumpster fire. thank you!

Heidi Mordhorst said...

I love this one, and if I'm not mistaken you've posted it before...or someone here has! A litany of and for the dependably ordinariness. Whatever ordinary is left to me is going to change in about a year--we'll be moving to Brighton, England for the academic years going forward (it's time for my wife to be near HER parents as they age). I was wondering, Karen, if you'd have a chat with me about the online poetry/teaching work that I think you do...I'm going to have to shift some of my attention to that. Thanks! heidi.mordhorst.poet@gmail.com

laurasalas said...

I'm glad I clicked, because those last two lines are my favorite. Hooray for stairs and windows and the expectedness and unexpectedness they bring. Thanks for this brief respite from the dumpster fire! xo

Karen Edmisten said...

* Linda M., it's my pleasure to share the perfect balm. :)

* Heidi, what a huge move you have coming up — exciting! Sure, I'd be happy to chat about my work at Brave Writer. I'm employed by them, it's not my own thing, but happy to share whatever I can! I'll email you.

* Laura, those last two lines are definitely worth the click! xo

Anonymous said...

Oooh, I love this! Thanks, Karen. --Susan

Karen Edmisten said...

Thanks, Susan!