Anthony Weir

Rookie (13th September 1941)

Deep Down - Poem by Anthony Weir

most of us are desperately superficial.
How can we think our way out of problems
when our problems arise from
the fact that we think?

(How do I fit the square peg of my
self-importance into the round
hole of my sense of futility, renouncing
both sadness and self?)

Time is god, is love
is sightless, dumb
creates. destroys
and tells us only
that we are noise.

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Comments about Deep Down by Anthony Weir

  • (5/20/2006 3:31:00 AM)

    Anthony, you contradict yourself in the first stanza. if we're superficial doesnt that
    mean that we don't think? i think it should be - problems arise from the fact that
    we don't think; would prove your hypothesis in the first line. but is that true?
    i like how it ends - ensuing that evil prevails because good is dumb.
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Poem Submitted: Saturday, May 6, 2006

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