Verge


there is an urge

for the imaginary

as time in its vulgarity

only makes

shadows

while halfway halves

halfway blend

failure and regret

as a single Janus

guarding every new direction.

 

pride carries no crop

which can turn

canter to gallop.

 

questions unasked over coffee

go unanswered at tea.

 

luck hides under soda bottle caps.

 

chaos is hand-hand

with strategy

and an army of cossacks

can’t stop collecting

the past into one word.

 

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4 thoughts on “Verge

  1. This makes me think of how, when we look at history we are only seeing half the story. “as time in its vulgarity, only makes shadows”, as time passes we lose moments that will never be recorded or known for others in the future. “questions unasked over coffee go unanswered at tea”, because what we don’t ask about we will never know, that knowledge that once was disappears. “an army of cossacks can’t stop collecting the past into one word”, again, time makes us lose the details and the power of a moment. Something that was incredible, fearful, magestic, horrific; is reduced to words that could never truly explain it.

    Sorry for the long winded comment, I just really enjoyed this one. 🙂

    • Thank you for taking the time to do a good deep reading of this piece. It is truly appreciated and I don’t know if I could read my own poem much better than you did.

  2. Beautifully written. Specifically loved the line “questions unasked over coffee/go unanswered at tea” which kind of highlights the tedium that I imagined you were talking about as I read this poem.

    Adieu, scribbler

  3. That’s an at least ‘three times reader’. There’s a lot of complex ‘word angles’ to negotiate, brilliantly created discomfort in the reader, never letting the the reader settle and get comfortable, the which poetic device makes the poem a challenge for the reader and challenges the reader to think. The poem is like a mental maze both in construction and imagery and so exactly depicts the sense of incompleteness spoken by the poem’s voice. True talent. Brilliant. Great read. I like a poet who makes me work.

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