SamadhiMuse

                       poets
   I don’t understand the poets who dig for their hearts
   twisting in the coils of their own undoing
   or, perhaps I do, for I’ve been there
   but pain for the sake of rendering it
   as proof of having lived it…
   You will live and die posed and postured or not
   Go stand on tables and rant
     thumb your nose at convention
        and go for what can be felt
           with your utter resolve
   moths against the flame
   No one said courage and understanding sleep together
   Go ON!  dig for you heart…tear it out and stamp it
     stamp it until its dead
   but there will still be poverty and children and love
   and people will still live and die outside
   with their simple heroisms unsung and unseen….
                     gallagher
                     24 jun 84

— Copyright 1965-2008 by Dennis Gallagher —

This entry was posted on Sunday, June 24th, 1984 at 00:02 and is filed under 1984, Irvine. You can follow any responses to this entry through the RSS 2.0 feed. You can leave a response, or trackback from your own site.