Reflection

One Word: reflection

mirrored through the words
the letters hide the faces
spaces of pores that breath in and out
the life of each who holds
the glass and says
the sassy sayings we say
to keep each other far away
the words the sounds
go round and round
and each arranged
and changed, estranged
from one another now
it’s your turn make them burn
the sounds the sights
the feel of all the spins
the ins and outs
of all the people by
them, for them, in them
why then is it so hard
to say what we mean
to mean what we say
break through give to
the light the way
the day is long as
we make it
take it it was always yours
the mind is a
wonderful thing to waste
have a taste
it’s lo-cal pork belly
apple jelly sweet
it’s held out to you
but knee jerk pull back
off the rack might fit
candle lit – the light
the light, give up the fight
we all fall down
you can have mine
the crown never suited me
anyway

5 thoughts on “Reflection

  1. paschal

    Okay, this one brought me to tears – along about here:

    break through give to
    the light the way
    the day is long as
    we make it
    take it it was always yours
    the mind is a
    wonderful thing to waste

    mind is a
    wonderful thing to waste
    is one of those luscious head-fakes that leaves you gasping at the artistry of the shuck and jive, and good lord, have a taste / it’s lo-cal pork belly / apple jelly sweet . . . This poem is biblical in its heart-pierce; it echoes beautifully some of Rosenberg’s translations of Isaiah. A thing of beauteous beauty. We are blessed.

    1. Dee Post author

      Something definitely in the air this weekend. Listening to Sinnerman as I type this and Miriam Makeba, oh my…OWNS the stage. She has what my mother used to call presence, she oozes it, wears it like a second skin, light and easy.

    2. Dee Post author

      and my my, bringing the professor to tears? Words there I can wrap up and keep for a rainy day…

      1. paschal

        Something definitely in the air. I forgot to tell you that I read this poem while listening to Sinnerman – beautiful, biblical convergence.

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