A Poem Inspired By Sarah Feldman Poem by Daniel Brick
A Poem Inspired By Sarah Feldman
I always assumed I would behave
with just the right measure of pride
and humility. This I will achieve
with Socrates's aplomb and whatever
else pertains to his bright Self.
But the World itself is vexed: we live
broken lives in the crumbling cities
of a rotten society. Will this creative
fire burning within reconcile me to loss
and ruin. Such hopes were strong
in my youth when everyone was an ally,
even a friend, definitely a fellow journeyer.
What concerns me now is the darkening web
over the everyday, which renders everything
and everyone hazy, unfocused, unreal.
How can we find allies, or friends in such
a crowd? How long will we strangers to each other?
" the World itself is vexed: we live broken lives in the crumbling cities of a rotten society." I relate to this, Daniel, but we share a strategy—pull Nature to the foreground. Another, for me, is realizing our current time is an eye-blink in historical and, more so, geological time. -Glen
Strangers can become good friends. Time is everything in the end. Do not worry about the entire crowd, because not all will see you or even acknowledge you exist. It's the few not the many, that become your center, your support when things get rough, when things go completely wrong. Thanks for the inspiring poem.
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broken lives in the crumbling cities of a rotten society. Will this creative fire burning within reconcile me to loss and ruin. Such hopes were strong in my youth when everyone was an ally, even a friend, definitely a fellow journeyer. What concerns me now is the darkening web