Try To Reify Poem by William B. Deutscher

Try to reify
with thoughts so sly,
stunted perception,
frustrated deception.
Thing in itself,
what can it be?
Not what we see
or claim to know;
drink to our health,
the cold wind blows.
Try to think
and find links
that go nowhere,
mere puffs in the air.
Thing in itself,
what can it be?
Not what we see
or claim to know;
drink to our health,
the cold wind blows.
Try to seek
beliefs so bright,
looming day and night,
week by week
these fragments all about,
hovering
on the edge of doubt:
Glittering illusion.
mental obtrusions.
Let's pretend
all the way
to our end.
Thing in itself,
what can it be?
Not what we see,
or claim to know;
drink to our health,
the cold wind blows.