without all that obligatory stuff today
which they’ll know you’re doing
because everybody else’s doing it, and they
will have to pretend it’s a big deal –
they don’t deserve you.
Ditch them. Today.
If you don’t celebrate your love
every day and not just this one
in some way or other, and
let them know just how much you care,
love, respect, need, thank –
you don’t deserve them.
Start a new relationship with them
today, and every day..
Today. Or else.
than that cessation of our mortal breathbeyond experience; only surmised;a ‘death’ that’s not an end, but life anew;a death that leaves no space where to be sad;that leaves no time for guilt, regret or ruebut sets us free to know ourselves, and glad;quite free of ‘past’ and ‘ future’ in the mind,a life entirely of…
but his two hands and his two feetare tiny miracles in themselves;the four first toys he’s yet to discover and enjoy;we can’t take our eyes off them –their perfection.but his face..still crinkled, his lipsalmost disdainful; as if he’s not yet readyto face the world, put on a face for the world;it’s not even a world…
I will show you happiness; thenI shall show you sorrow;I will show you sorrow; thenI shall show you happiness;and in the one, you shall knowthe more about the other;I will show you rest; andI shall show you restlessness;and in experiencing one,you shall know more of the other;I will show you all that is old; andI…
should feel the need to look at ‘being’ morethan Plato said of soul? How ‘know thyself’?You focus your so glorious mind, O sage,on what confronts us in our human state;hoping that from there, all will discloseitself; and so you seek to formulate:in Book Four, Chapter Two, acutely listfour ways, four meanings, of the Greek as…
that’s with a comma after peopleyou write poems to please youwith shock lines like I still treasureour first condom oh my loveto show that you’re cool and hipbut she says why write poems at allif they don’t please peoplemen have such egos I supposeit’s because they can’t have babiesbut who are people anyway, howmany persons…
a touch of envy there, no doubtimplying a comfortable life,a smart careerist, older poets youthfullycultivated, poems in the right magazines,editors gently kept in touch with;keeping on the right side of his peers,‘interesting’ reviews of their poetry skilfully woven,professional favours quietly exchanged;academic posts gracefully filled, andmoved on from; leaving grateful ex-studentsrecommended for the vacancy;and an acquired…
