My Life, My Worthless Life Poem by Gary Witt

That is one of the most thought-provoking pieces I have read this week. Shame on you for making me think unpaid. Stunning. t x

Very interesting..................... I like it

it's short, but for me, needed to be read aloud, and for me a few times, to even siNk iN, as it SEtTLeD iN, mOsT ComFoRtaBLy, Mr WiTT

Very deep thoughts full of wisdom. Great poem.

I like this one a lot. It's longer than an epigram, but it has the same feel. I like the reversal of having to 'learn' wonder, which we too often associate exclusively with childhood. The title reminds of me of the James Wright poem in which he's lying in a hammock at a friend's farm; the poem ends, 'I have wasted my life.'. . Well done.

Very deep thoughts. No one is perfect but we can work on to become a better person. The wonder arrives when we allow ourselves to embrace the beauty of enlightenment. When you can graciously display your wisdom, then your life is not at all worthless. Brilliant piece! :)

If you manage to learn innocence and wonder too boot, you are already wise and your foundation, unidentified, has long since been laid. From what I gather in this line up, most see this as about an unsowing, or turning about in the wrong path.

i think i might be beginning to regret already my last comment...

gary, if innocence is something we must achieve, are we until then guilty of something?

Love the way you turn things on their head and force the reader to reevaluate received wisdom. The poem is a tool to extract thought and reflection: like a Zen koan, or a distorting mirror at a fun fair in which perchance you catch your own reflection and for a split second are forced to reassess your own reality