John Grey
Australian born poet, playwright, musician. Latest book is What Else Is There from Main Street Rag. Recently in Cape Rock, Weber Studies, Writers Bloc and the Connecticut Review. |
HERE IS SOMETHING THAT WON'T HELP YOU
Your problem is
you don't know when
the world began.
Was it when you
crawled out of the womb,
naked and bloody.
Was it when Mrs Clark
wrote her name
in chalk on the board.
Was it that first kiss.
Was it when you scratched
your knee.
Your life is a virtual big top
of things happening
but you need to know
which is the real stuff
and to do that
you need to tie it back
to a beginning.
This is where I come in
to tell you there is no beginning.
Everything was ever thus
and that's how it got
to be everything.
It spins around you
and it passes through you
and it marches
parallel to your side
and it's over there somewhere
with the geraniums and the iris
or in the big blue eyes of the man
walking the other way.
The little to be known
is not an explanation
unless you think the artificial light
reveals the secrets
of the sun.
Yes, you are in for the long haul...
but you will never know
what you are hauling.
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