Category: Marlena de Blasi

Marlena de Blasi

She’s a woman. Like a chameleon does, a woman quietly blends into all the parts of her life. Sometimes you can hardly tell she’s there, she’s so quiet going on about her business. Feed the baby. Muck the stables. Make soup from stones. Make a sheet into a dress. She doesn’t count on destiny for anything. She knows its her own hands, her own arms, her own thighs and breasts that have to do the work. Destiny is bigger in men’s lives. Destiny is a welcome guest in a man’s house. She barely knocks and he’s there to open the door. “Yes, yes. You do it,” he says to destiny and lumbers back to his chair.

Marlena de Blasi

They all know the truth, that there are only three subjects worth talking about. At least here in these parts,” he says, “The weather, which, as they’re farmers, affects everything else. Dying and birthing, of both people and animals. And what we eat – this last item comprising what we ate the day before and what we’re planning to eat tomorrow. And all three of these major subjects encompass, in one way or another, philosophy, psychology, sociology, anthropology, the physical sciences, history, art, literature, and religion. We get around to sparring about all that counts in life but we usually do it while we’re talking about food, it being a subject inseparable from every other subject. It’s the table and the bed that count in life. And everything else we do, we do so we can get back to the table, back to the bed.

Marlena de Blasi

She’s a woman. Like a chameleon does, a woman quietly blends into all the parts of her life. Sometimes you can hardly tell she’s there, she’s so quiet going on about her business. Feed the baby. Muck the stables. Make soup from stones. Make a sheet into a dress. She doesn’t count on destiny for anything. She knows its her own hands, her own arms, her own thighs and breasts that have to do the work. Destiny is bigger in men’s lives. Destiny is a welcome guest in a man’s house. She barely knocks and he’s there to open the door. “Yes, yes. You do it,” he says to destiny and lumbers back to his chair.

Marlena de Blasi

They all know the truth, that there are only three subjects worth talking about. At least here in these parts,” he says, “The weather, which, as they’re farmers, affects everything else. Dying and birthing, of both people and animals. And what we eat – this last item comprising what we ate the day before and what we’re planning to eat tomorrow. And all three of these major subjects encompass, in one way or another, philosophy, psychology, sociology, anthropology, the physical sciences, history, art, literature, and religion. We get around to sparring about all that counts in life but we usually do it while we’re talking about food, it being a subject inseparable from every other subject. It’s the table and the bed that count in life. And everything else we do, we do so we can get back to the table, back to the bed.