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Mastering the Silence

                                                                  

I've never discovered a more gratifying way

Of penetrating the silence haloing my reclusive brain

Than by withdrawing from the hurly-burly, through meditation,

 

Which I taught myself to do, whether in solitary confinement

Or at a rock concert's ground zero,

Once I decided that a writer's life could sustain me —

 

That I would never find a more exciting, satisfying vocation

Than constructing lines, building temples, horizontally,

That rise into the sky, reach for universality,

 

While relying on nuances of human ambiguity

And godly certitude of the most transcendent kind,

To provide my spirit with a dignifying purpose for existing.

 

Indeed, what a blessed, if relatively unsung, enterprise it's been,

These nigh-on-fifty years,

Designing my impossibly, preposterously, daringly airy castles —

 

Poems that have provided me necessary escapes from reality,

Whenever reflection was the modus operandi I employed,

To show myself the way home, to my dynamic mind...

 

Rosetta-stone poems

Decoding the silence orbiting, haloing my reclusive brain,

Protecting my soul from imploding under the burden of the world.

 

 

 

 

 

 

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