Dear fellow readers, I’m posting this extraordinary poem by Robert Okaji, and I’m sure if you read his wonderful verse, your day shall be enlightened.
Letter to Harper from Halfway to the Horizon
Dear Stephanie: No one connects here, and no matter
how resolutely we trudge forward, ignoring spinal fusions
and attacking hearts, the line skips lightly ahead, mocking us,
I think, in that way only the ineffable may claim. Looking
out, I see a lone wren, clouds filtering the stars, and strands
of barbed wire looped like question marks around cedar
stumps, punctuating the day’s greeting. No answers there,
only more inquiries blanching under the sun. But this
is my febrile landscape, not your lush green headed by
gray. Nothing matters, or, everything’s imperative.
In this gnarled season I can’t tell which, although
the vulture ripping into a squirrel carcass on my
suburban front lawn tells me something ain’t quite
right. Full or empty, the glass is still a glass, despite
my propensity for seeking more, whether cava or beer
or yes, enlightenment. I…
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I can not open the link for some reason!!! It is my fault????
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No, I don’t think so, click on view original post, if it goes to can’t find post, manually scroll to “Letter to Harper from Halfway to the Horizon”, and it should work…..
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Thank you Ivor !!! I will!!!
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