First Scrutiny Poem by Hans Ostrom

First Scrutiny

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Pay attention: You constitute a
clutter of fear, regret, despair.
You are old. Indeed,
it is always late.

You eat, sleep, and ogle
too much—are
an odd blend of hog,
hibernating bear, and cat.

You’ll never grow up.
And so on.
You’re just another routine
example of grace—

that is, of its absolute necessity,
obvious presence. If I were
God, I wouldn’t bother
with you. God, however,

is God and apparently
bothers. Pay attention.

COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Tom J. Mariani 09 November 2007

I unconditionally love this poem.

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