Joy is not meant to be a crumb.
from Don’t Hesitate, by Mary Oliver
The play on the word crumb tickled me. First is the obvious meaning: something small such as a fragment of bread or a cake. And the by-product of something small like a fragment. Maybe something so small you can barely see it. Joy should never be small, even if it is fleeting.
Then there’s the other meaning of crumb: Someone who is an objectionable person. If joy was personified or an object, would it be a crumb? Nosiree. Joy would be a cake, definitely a three layer delight.
Anyway, whatever it is, don’t be afraid
of its plenty. Joy is not made to be a crumb.