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Practice Kissing Your Arm Again




Remember when you were younger
and you practiced kissing on your arm?
You were on to something then.

~from "How To Be Alone"


"How To Be Alone" is a poem that reminds you to stay in love with yourself and life.

I hope you enjoy it as much as I do!


If you get a chance to listen to Poetry Unbound, which is narrated by the author of this poem, Pádraig Ó Tuama, you will find a treasure trove of poetry!


Here is the film version and words of "How To Be Alone".


How To Be Alone

by Pádraig Ó Tuama


It all begins with knowing

nothing lasts forever,

so you might as well start packing now.

In the meantime,

practice being alive.

There will be a party

where you’ll feel like

nobody’s paying you attention.

And there will be a party

where attention’s all you’ll get.

What you need to do

is to remember

to talk to yourself

between these parties.

And,

again,

there will be a day,

— a decade —

where you won’t

fit in with your body

even though you’re in

the only body you’re in.

You need to control

your habit of forgetting

to breathe.


Remember when you were younger

and you practiced kissing on your arm?

You were on to something then.

Sometimes harm knows its own healing

Comfort knows its own intelligence.

Kindness too.

It needs no reason.


There is a you

telling you another story of you.

Listen to her.

Where do you feel

anxiety in your body?

The chest? The fist? The dream before waking?

The head that feels like it’s at the top of the swing

or the clutch of gut like falling

& falling & falling and falling

It knows something: you’re dying.

Try to stay alive.

For now, touch yourself.

I’m serious.

Touch your

self.

Take your hand

and place your hand

some place

upon your body.

And listen

to the community of madness

that

you are.

You are

such an

interesting conversation.

You belong

here.


- “How to Belong Be Alone” by Pádraig Ó Tuama is part of a “Poetry Films” series, which features animated interpretations of beloved poems from an archive at

On Being. Check out the full series HERE.


- Film by Leo G. Franchi

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