{"id":3817,"date":"2023-08-20T21:39:58","date_gmt":"2023-08-21T01:39:58","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/parmaks.com\/Resources\/spell-against-indifference-the-marginalian\/"},"modified":"2023-08-20T21:39:58","modified_gmt":"2023-08-21T01:39:58","slug":"spell-against-indifference-the-marginalian","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/parmaks.com\/Resources\/spell-against-indifference-the-marginalian\/","title":{"rendered":"Spell Against Indifference \u2013 The Marginalian"},"content":{"rendered":"<p> <a href=\"https:\/\/hop.clickbank.net\/?affiliate=infohatch&amp;vendor=J1R2C\"><img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" class=\"size-full wp-image-10614 aligncenter\" src=\"http:\/\/parmaks.com\/Resources\/wp-content\/uploads\/2025\/05\/profit-gen400px.png\" alt=\"Profit Gen\" width=\"400\" height=\"217\" srcset=\"https:\/\/parmaks.com\/Resources\/wp-content\/uploads\/2025\/05\/profit-gen400px.png 400w, https:\/\/parmaks.com\/Resources\/wp-content\/uploads\/2025\/05\/profit-gen400px-300x163.png 300w\" sizes=\"auto, (max-width: 400px) 100vw, 400px\" \/><\/a><br \/>\n<\/p>\n<div id=\"posts\">\n<h2\/>\n<h3 class=\"byline\">By Maria Popova<\/h3>\n<div class=\"entry_content\">\n<p>I was a latecomer to poetry \u2014 an art form I did not understand and, as we tend to do with what we do not understand, discounted. But under its slow seduction, I came to see how it shines a sidewise gleam on the invisible and unnameable regions of being where the truest truths dwell, the most difficult and the most beautiful; how it sneaks in through the backdoor of consciousness to reveal us more fully to ourselves; how it gives us an instrument for paying attention, which is how we learn to love the world more.<\/p>\n<p>When I first began writing poetry, it was privately, <a href=\"https:\/\/www.themarginalian.org\/2022\/06\/02\/octopus-poem\/\">almost<\/a> secretly, certainly shyly. But I have come to see that while poetry may be a language for the silent places in us, it is also a language of connection \u2014 a way of finding the intimate in the universal and the universal in the intimate \u2014 and so it is meant to be shared. <\/p>\n<p>In that spirit, and with immense gratitude to my poetry teachers \u2014 <a href=\"https:\/\/www.themarginalian.org\/2020\/04\/23\/singularity-marie-howe-animated\/\">Marie Howe<\/a> and <a href=\"https:\/\/www.themarginalian.org\/2020\/10\/02\/the-big-picture-ellen-bass\/\">Ellen Bass<\/a> \u2014 here is a poem.<\/p>\n<p><iframe loading=\"lazy\" title=\"&quot;Spell Against Indifference&quot; by Maria Popova\" width=\"640\" height=\"360\" src=\"https:\/\/www.youtube.com\/embed\/I7arHRifOgg?feature=oembed\" frameborder=\"0\" allow=\"accelerometer; autoplay; clipboard-write; encrypted-media; gyroscope; picture-in-picture; web-share\" referrerpolicy=\"strict-origin-when-cross-origin\" allowfullscreen><\/iframe><\/p>\n<blockquote>\n<p><strong>SPELL AGAINST INDIFFERENCE<\/strong><br \/><em>by Maria Popova<\/em><\/p>\n<p>The rain falls and falls<br \/>cool, bottomless, and prehistoric<br \/>falls like night \u2014<br \/>not an ablution<br \/>not a baptism<br \/>just a small reason<br \/>to remember<br \/>all we know of Heaven<br \/>to remember<br \/>we are still here<br \/>with our love songs and our wars,<br \/>our space telescopes and our table tennis.<\/p>\n<p>Here too<br \/>in the wet grass<br \/>half a shell<br \/>of a robin\u2019s egg<br \/>shimmers<br \/>blue as a newborn star<br \/>fragile as a world.<\/p>\n<\/blockquote><\/div>\n<\/p><\/div>\n<p><a href=\"https:\/\/hop.clickbank.net\/?affiliate=infohatch&amp;vendor=J1R2C\"><img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" class=\"size-full wp-image-10614 aligncenter\" src=\"http:\/\/parmaks.com\/Resources\/wp-content\/uploads\/2025\/05\/profit-gen400px.png\" alt=\"Profit Gen\" width=\"400\" height=\"217\" srcset=\"https:\/\/parmaks.com\/Resources\/wp-content\/uploads\/2025\/05\/profit-gen400px.png 400w, https:\/\/parmaks.com\/Resources\/wp-content\/uploads\/2025\/05\/profit-gen400px-300x163.png 300w\" sizes=\"auto, (max-width: 400px) 100vw, 400px\" \/><\/a><br \/><\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>By Maria Popova I was a latecomer to poetry \u2014 an art form I did not understand and, as we tend to do with what [&hellip;]<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":3818,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[18],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-3817","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","has-post-thumbnail","hentry","category-purpose"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/parmaks.com\/Resources\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/3817","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/parmaks.com\/Resources\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/parmaks.com\/Resources\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/parmaks.com\/Resources\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/1"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/parmaks.com\/Resources\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=3817"}],"version-history":[{"count":0,"href":"https:\/\/parmaks.com\/Resources\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/3817\/revisions"}],"wp:featuredmedia":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/parmaks.com\/Resources\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media\/3818"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/parmaks.com\/Resources\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=3817"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/parmaks.com\/Resources\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=3817"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/parmaks.com\/Resources\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=3817"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}