from “Renditions of Change,” a work in progress
Random borders set blurred forms
to contain apportioned bits
of chaos. He accepts these
chains, like religion, to free
himself from the infinite.
(June 10, 2019)
Limitation
Category: meditation
Dispersion
from “Renditions of Change,” a work in progress
Without god to save us,
a breeze slips through
the sycamore’s leaves
slightly sifting the heat away
from the shade beneath.
We must find ourselves
within ourselves, or perish.
Light dapples the grass between us
like butterflies over flowers.
(June 7, 2019)
The Wanderer
from “Renditions of Change,” a work in progress
At home, I cannot move on.
I have few friends here,
but I am content:
I am myself with myself.
Each day, I wander alone
through a foreign land,
where I have no tongue:
no tumblers click
within their conversations,
no prison bolts drop
within their conventions.
(May 31, 2019)
The Marrying Maiden
from “Renditions of Change,” a work in progress
not drowning, nor waving
but to enter a room
and not be the room
nor resist the room
each wave is a wave
distinct until the shore
my voice is strangled
before it can be heard
(May 25, 2019)
Development (gradual progress)
from “Renditions of Change,” a work in progress
I’m here where I belong,
sitting beneath this tree
I planted long ago.
(May 24, 2019)
The Cauldron
from “Renditions of Change,” a work in progress
No flames engulf–
I burn in slow embers
which pulse like blood;
if god exists, he’s here
now between these words
I live within.
(May 15, 2019)
The Well
from “Renditions of Change,” a work in progress
the students come and go
I remain, little changes
we talk about poetry
and show our minds
at play in essays
it’s what I have
to give, what I know—
for most it will end
with whatever they take
away with what they did
(May 14, 2019)
