WEEKLY POEM # 10

This is an older poem I have always liked. 


let us consider

let us consider
    page
the matter at hand

let us aim    for the core
the elusive core
    i tried to tell myself
a lie: that all is right
    i tried to tell
    whomever listens
    — it's a kind of living 
    — it's a kind of dying 
    another voice replies

let me tell you
   page
there is never

one line through   to the heart
the elusive heart
    to be hunting
    in paper dreams
 and flesh
    for a fixed point
    a geometry of soul
an unfinished calculation
   with only one    or maybe two
unsolved unknowns

i must say
   page
the ways i have

to underline my living
   undermine me
underline my dying

we are lonely friends
   page
with a mirror glass
in our trembling hands

trying to see   to see
what can be seen
even in greyness




All poems copyright of the author Daniel G. Scott