Barry Middleton

Being Without Description - Poem by Barry Middleton

the verb to be cannot think
it cannot wake at dawn

it hides within a restless sleep
enduring and withdrawn

I have often sought this place
elusive as a dream

the serenity of emptiness
to finally rule supreme

is this too much to ask of life
the silence of a sunset

to listen to the stillness there
without a cruel regret

for only being sets us free
seasons come and go

existence graces me but once
that's all I need to know

Topic(s) of this poem: being free, existence, meditation

Poet's Notes about The Poem

The title is taken from Wallace Stevens' poem -
'The Latest Freed Man'.

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Poem Submitted: Monday, February 1, 2016

Poem Edited: Wednesday, September 21, 2016

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