and pine. One
can dismiss
a whisper’s
revelations
and go on as
before as if
everything were
perfectly fine.
One does. One
loses wonder
among stores
of things.
One can even miss
the basso boom
of the ocean’s
rumpus room
and its rhythm.
A man can leave
this earth
and take nothing
—not even
longing—along
with him.
Todd Boss
(From The New Yorker)
can dismiss
a whisper’s
revelations
and go on as
before as if
everything were
perfectly fine.
One does. One
loses wonder
among stores
of things.
One can even miss
the basso boom
of the ocean’s
rumpus room
and its rhythm.
A man can leave
this earth
and take nothing
—not even
longing—along
with him.
Todd Boss
(From The New Yorker)
and one can
ReplyDeletecall oneself
one one time
too many.
I especially hope not to take longing along with me. (We've all seen "Ghost", haven't we?)
ReplyDeletekm:
ReplyDeleteYeh. But I bet you'd love to take some be-longing along with you. Especially your gee-tahr.
and how beautiful this is!
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ReplyDeletewho wants to take longing anywhere... even to the next day? longing's overrated. it is.
ReplyDeleteand one agrees with falstaff