Sunday, October 18, 2015

I shall leave

I shall leave.
And if granted, at most, decades,
or at least, years,
shall look back through years
of debris, rubble, broken things,
wrecked by my leaving.

And to myself
shall say (perhaps without remorse
nor sorrow, after all
their accusations and mine):
Decisions had to be made.
Decisions have to be made.

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Monday, October 12, 2015

On depersonalization

"The emotion of art is impersonal. And the poet cannot reach this impersonality without surrendering wholly to the work to be done." -- T.S. Eliot

In fit of jealousy,
don't sit down to write poetry --
storm out that door into
crime of passion.

When jealousy subsides,
go sit down to write a poem --
with no time to waste and
bloodstained shirt on.

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Monday, October 5, 2015

Ice water in glass (Tribute to Herman Hesse)

(Photo from www.livestrong.com.)


One encompasses its solid self
that melts into its liquid form
encompassing it; transparent
as the glass holding it
in different forms
becoming one
with the other,
and they have
always
been
one,

are one,

is one.

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