‘Meditation’ and Other Poetry by Rachel A. Lott

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Meditation

Say to yourself at break of day: today I shall meet
people who are meddling, ungrateful, proud,
treacherous, envious, malicious. All this is because they
do not know good and evil. But I know what the good
is, and what evil is; and I know the offender, for he is
my brother—not by flesh or blood, but by having the
same mind, the same divine spark.

—Marcus Aurelius, Meditations

Say to yourself at break of day:
there is a brotherhood of men.
And is it other than you say?
For they are equal, mean and spleenful,
alike not knowing good or evil.
Each to each has othered them.

But I who know the simple good
and gaze on it, as on the sun,
know this: I cannot turn (nor should)
my face from them, for we are one.
They are my Father’s flesh and blood;
they wear my face another way;
they do as I too would have done,
with you, and all, had we been they.

This is the otherhood of all.
Say this, then, at the break of day.

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Papercutting

Decision. From de-ci-si-o—a cutting,
a clipping, as of twigs or rampant weeds,
for every cut of mine is a deciding
what falls away, what stays, and what proceeds.
The trees deciduous, with prompt concision,
shed off their leaves in finely chiseled points.
And these I copy with precise incision,
and carve a subtle nature at her joints.
My craft is scissors—everywhere a schism,
a chasm from what is to what is severed;
no possible reversal, for Decision
undoes no little cut, however clever.
And that is how we craft a thing worth seeing,
a pattern on this empty sheet of being.

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Rachel A. Lott holds a PhD in medieval philosophy from the University of Toronto. In her free time she writes and translates poetry. Her poems and translations have appeared in First Things, Christian Century, Blue Unicorn, and the children’s magazine Cricket. Her first volume of translations is forthcoming in 2023 as The Sorcerers’ Stone: Alchemical Poems by Angelus Silesius.