Wednesday, June 20, 2012
I feel like I should have something profound, or at least interesting, to say about the following two prose poems. But really, whatever's worthwhile to communicate I've already said in the pieces themselves. Please take from them what you need today.
whenever I show up I'm also leaving there's a gaping hole of no-longer-me left behind somewhere birth was like that what an exodus! but did I have a choice? since then I've been expelled bloody and squalling from womb after womb leaving and arriving two different sides of the same coin when you find me tossed dumbstruck between grief and joy you'll know I just lost one world and discovered another
looking back it seems every moment's been a step in a dance of leaving even now though we're so close we almost breathe a single breath some part of me's already three fourths gone the pull of the horizon! the tang of the unknown! like a shark I must thrust forward or I'll die leaving's how I experience birth and death simultaneously I realize I'm never static but a sort of dreaming river my vector's forever changing as I flow
leaving's moving on but also leaving behind one day you'll read this illuminated by the void of my absence yet right now I'm pouring my whole being into these words I'm taking your hand in mine with these words I'm gazing deep into your eyes through these words so leaving's letting go but also holding dear I'm leaving you to enter a wormhole in the night I'm leaving you this tracing of my soul
Most of us are living inside a maze of dividing and constricting walls. It's time for them to come down.
I think of an old stone wall in a field at night it's like some long low creature scarcely breathing the crickets don't seem alarmed though now and then a bat flits and dives noiselessly above these stones set apart grass from grass dark from dark space from space I wish more walls were this humble mottled with gaps and holes where starlight finds passage I wish more walls were chastened by time rendered harmless and beautiful
I didn't know I was born into a labyrinth of invisible walls they were all around me and some where already inside me but I didn't know all I knew was a shadow blocking where the light came from and the unappeasable wailing of a thing abandoned a thing imprisoned and desolate trained by this harsh curriculum I learned to construct my own walls I became a world-class prodigy at walling out and walling in
but I'm finished with that now "Tear down the walls!" is my new mantra and I don't apologize tear down the walls cementing primal wounds to fresh horrors tear down the walls dividing the kiss from the lips and the lover from the beloved tear down the walls that shut minds petrify hearts blight souls tear down the walls which command us to believe we're anything except One