Ideal Poem by William B. Deutscher

Ideal



Neat and tidy, things should be this way,
With simple adjectives to grace our time
And a symmetrical humanity
Fixed in some pure, eternal verity,
Reinforced by absolute certainty,
The conviction of a thousand eons.

But always taunting contradictions flail
And spark like little summer fireflies
Flickering faintly in the summer night.

Sunday, October 21, 2012
Topic(s) of this poem: fireflies,summer
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