Blog categorized as The Frontier
The walls of life are everywhere.
Low and far off in the distance,
And moving fast like a tsunami.
The walls of life are right in front of you,
Packed tightly all around, just out of reach,
Like groping in a dark closet.
The walls of life loom high above you
Like a canyon of buildings,
Narrowing as they str...
Near an exit ramp off Route 15
Outside of Emmitsburg, Pennsylvania,
I walked along the shoulder of the highway,
Between the reflectors and the edge of the road,
About four hundred feet from our broken-down Honda Pilot,
Looking up the hill, looking down at the ground,
Looking for somewhere a cab could come...
I found out about the wedding
On Facebook, a month before the birth
Of our second daughter,
Running around,
Getting her nursery together,
Warm nesting resounding deep
In the heart spaces,
Like golden mahogany hues
Descending down my body.
You think you’re ready
With the second one,
But ...
Nothing is created.
Not the small beat of first love, not the big bang of your wedding day,
Not the first hour your first daughter was born.
Nothing is destroyed.
Not ideas, not technology,
Not real love that bloomed before your eyes.
Everything is struggle.
Uphill careers, backward relationships,
Rusted-ou...
Why reject the reverence
That makes this day,
This day,
More holy than yesterday or
Tomorrow?
If your birthday is just a number,
Aren’t birthdays mystical as well?
When Pythagoras sat cross-legged
Looking out at the Ionian Sea,
Listening to the inaudible symphony
Of a mathematical universe,
When Cardano ...
Confronting my father’s body
In exquisite silence, alone in the vast emptiness
Of a small room in the funeral home.
His rigid body, his eyes
Diminished, sunken, closed
Tight like the fists of a child.
His feet were exposed and cold
Outside of the blanket
Covering his body.
I spoke, no...
The ghosts of our fathers shall never leave us.
They hover over our lives
Like Ra over the Temple at Heliopolis.
Concentric rings from
Whiskey shot glasses
Stain our memory.
Punishments roil within,
Rage of the hand, capricious rage
That off-centered expectation of the real.
Sphynx silence,
...
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