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The Way (Free verse) by Dovina

* I seek to be a believer. WHAT A TREMENDOUS WASTE OF ENERGY. Suppose I stop seeking. THEN YOU ARE A BELIEVER. *

-=Dark_Angel=-, P.I. 16-Jan-05/5:00 AM
"I have an advanced degree in knowing what any kind of writer thinks and believes, which I obtained at an Accredited Poetry School."

Must you punctuate all your soilings with that stamp of excellence? Such reverent qualifications put us all to shame!

As it happens, I can think of a poeme that wouldn't hold together on an emotional level: a poeme about Jesu and His burrowing exploits. It is a well documented, if little known fact that Jesu spent 90% of His life underground, only coming up to the surface to feed, gather acorns, watch ER, and get crucified. But to write a poeme about it would be tantamount to grand larceny. Hold together on an emotional level? Fuck off. It doesn't even come close. Miracles. Parables. Disciples. Burrows. Trying to understand what Jesu was thinking when He made His elaborate warrens would be like trying to understand gooseberries. Empathy is impossible, and the reader is left wallowing in a lagoon of "What the fucks" and "Do you mind if I don'ts." But FACTUALLY? FACTUALLY it stands up. FACTUALLY it holds its own. And in a world where people are constantly seeking to cut nature up, organise it into concepts, and mull over the resulting cocktail of self-ascribed significance, we often forget that. I've already forgotten it.




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