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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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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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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