“Victory has to be rare.”

Between last week’s food poisoning drama and today’s improved health, there was a miscarriage scare and days of bed rest.

(Evidently, food poisoning = dehydration + electrolyte imbalance = massive cramping + spotting.)

I am grateful beyond reckoning to be on the other side of it, and for my dear friends who helped me through those days.

The baby’s heartbeat, its speedy little whir, is the most reassuring sound in the universe.

RAINMAKER / by Larissa Szporluk

Victory has to be rare.
It is the unicorn of all endeavor.

I call your name, rain,
and I fail. I fail and I fail and I fail.

Words come down from wordless places,
rain from rainless air,

mirage from solid paradise,
my salary for failure.

I see muscles in the burning grass,
precipice where thought was,

a far-off purple veil–
and one raised brow, so chalked with loss

that is could be the bastard
of an answered prayer.

–from Traffic with Macbeth (Tupelo Press, 2011)

9 responses to ““Victory has to be rare.””

  1. MARIE! I am so happy to hear that everything is alright — I cannot even imagine how frightening this experience must have been for you and the family. I’m thinking about you!

  2. Long-distance hugs and warm wishes for you, the baby, and the family. Sending strength and grace, my friend.

  3. oh my, i have been sooo out of touch! congratulations in the baby! and i’m so glad you are doing well!

  4. ps: congratulations on the baby, for the baby…not in the baby…but maybe that’s a poem!

  5. Oh, the happy, reassuring little drum of the baby’s heart. So many blessings to you and yours, Marie.

  6. So wonderful! Glad that you are feeling better and sending good thoughts your way.

  7. “Victory has to be rare” has to be one of the stupidest lines ever written. It’s every day, Marie, every day. Congratulations on the baby and all your victories.


  8. Thank you, thank you, thank you, all of you.

    On the one hand, Kevin, every day I live & love is a victory, yes, but on the other, that seems like such a low bar to set, such diminished expectations. Man’s reach should exceed his grasp, etc. But I do so enjoy & miss your tart tongue! xo

  9. The man whose reach exceeded his grasp was actually discovered to be an orangutan.

    As for small victories equaling diminished expectations and a lower bar, I’ll stand that first step in the journey of a thousand miles against Olympic pole vaulting any day.

    Keep on the sunny side.
    Drop me a line any time.


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