ISOLATION BLUES

Posted on March 30, 2020 by | 6 Comments

 

 

                                       To ease the pain of living.
                                       Everything else, drunken dumbshow.
                                            – Allen Ginsberg (“Memory Gardens”)

Chill in the dark,
the day before forever—
before eternity slips
into twinkling space.

Alone with ourselves,
we have no secrets left
to bury, only seeds to sow
for summer fruit.

Two owls are talking
across the yard:
emphatic hoots,
promises of spring.

Dogs bark at the scent
of coyotes near—
neither know, neither care
about tomorrow.

It is our moment
to find diversions
in search of awe,
the small and the majestic—

to do the work
to ease the pain of living.
All the rest
drunken dumbshow.

 

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6 responses to “ISOLATION BLUES”

  2. Andy Wilkinson | March 30, 2020 at 7:10 am | Reply

    Brilliant, John!

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  3. Lisa Quinlan | March 30, 2020 at 9:08 am | Reply

    Love it John!!!!!
    As always…🤗

    Liked by 2 people

  4. Shirley Kirkpatrick | March 30, 2020 at 11:10 am | Reply

    Thumbs up, John!

    Liked by 2 people

  5. Susan Ditz | March 30, 2020 at 1:38 pm | Reply

    Eloquent, John

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