Faillite. Poem by Michael Walker

Faillite.

Comme la bave
dans
un reservoir stagnant

son couleur vert
devenant plus fonce
de la lime
a l'emeraude

une fleuraison
humide et froide
mais moins
ephemere que n'est
le succes
ordinairement.

- 'Failure'. Kay Ryan. 2000.

Monday, April 27, 2015
Topic(s) of this poem: failure
POET'S NOTES ABOUT THE POEM
The poem is on p.1024 of Mr. D. Lehman's 'The Oxford Book of American Poetry'.
My experience of failure tallies with this poem. Failure is long-lasting, while success is fleeting. Life is always moving between the poles of success and failure, in my experience.
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