Fragments.

 

Bourgeoisie I’m not.

 

Divisions are to be merged.

A workingman for most of my life’s days,

clergymen preaching enthusiastic ways,

tension becoming the common strains.

Despite what they say,

loneliness becomes the accompaniment

on many estranged days.

 

Discern me on my journey.

My realisation of you is

the most important

thing to me.

 

I am the least

able to discern myself.

Perhaps I ought not to anyway.

Cease to be logos and

Hope to be pathos.

 

 

 

Reviews

[Emily B]

I will discern you. I will search you out wherever you are, perpetual hide and seek. Get found. I hear a hint of Whitman on the wind. He is so vast. Realise me, realise your friends and neighbors no matter how far away they are. Realise the Universe that holds the secrets of the stars and the tides. Logic has its own place but ours is always to be concerned with the collective emotion.

Lovely, lovely work.

[Peter Grantham]

I love the lines: "loneliness becomes the accompaniment

on many estranged days."

[Amanda Crandall]

Cease to be logos andHope to be pathos. ~~ very celever

Interesting reinvention of your work, and of yourself.