Before imperfection
I sought life’s meaning
not knowing the rowing
was it, not the arrival.
Before I became ignorant
I told others what to do
believed I had answers
not knowing even the questions.
Before I became old
I found quiet boring
its slowness a flaw, not knowing
the rowing was all.
Tag: ignorance
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BEFORE
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ADRIFT
Adrift in time,
days wash by
without regard
for date or name.
A whole week
vanished in August.
There is nowhere to go.
No one wants our dollars.
Once we modeled democracy.
Our story now's a dark comedy.
The President says the virus
will vanish like a mist.
No problem, he’s got this.
Magical realism is fine for
Allende and Marquez,
but has no place in a country where
people die alone in crowded hospitals
city folks swarm to the country
morgue trailers line city streets.
A pandemic’s not a minor event,
a slight inconvenience.
It stops the world.
No magic can blind us
to the growing
pile of corpses.