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INVESTMENT

 

            The honey of peace in old poems.

                        – Robinson Jeffers (“To the Stone-Cutters”)

 

A man wants to stay out of the red

investing too much in the wrong things

that dull your senses, erode the granite’s edge

into homogeneous uniformity like gravel.

 

We wear down with the friction of time

and interest, but passion’s advantage

rests with satisfaction beyond currency

building a history one rock at a time.

TOR HOUSE IN A TAILPIPE

 

 

I can’t shake loose my need for truth
these days, always
skeptical of the latest news

sandwiched between advertisements
hawking sex and drugs to humans—
I sip the scandalous like wine,

leave to light the barbecue,
relieve myself
and let my unfocused stare

inhale the browning hillside
leaking five-months’ rainfall
behind the house to stream

along the gravel driveway,
past the pickup parked
where a rock wren pair

rebuild their home of stones—
Tor House in a tailpipe—
I need to see the truth.

 

 

 

Tor House