Monday, August 4, 2014

POEM: "The Virtuous Failure Of Damn Near Everything"

The Virtuous Failure Of Damn Near Everything

Ghost images
before my owlish eye

These are hard shapes
upon the mountainside

The fungus inverted
with sharp & careful blade

I take my bearings from
the ugly tree 30 meters high

The virtuous failure of
damn near everything

I want to change my mind

A stove a pan some herbs
these steps I’ve taken

After a short gestation
the food the looks her hand

Each new word I choose
hears the cicadas cracking

Please pay better attention
Please be here right now

© 2014 Rob Schackne

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