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Negative Capability (#332)

“I don’t have all the answers, but I’m learning to ask good questions.”
–Pamela Consear

I am searching for the non-answer
For the I don’t know
For the mystery I will die with

When I was younger I was a good boy
Paid attention in school
Mostly listened to my parents
Generally likable
Even witty and cute at times

But I got there because
I was good at answers
Followed the advice
Took down notes
Turned in assignments on time
Knew when to talk
And when to be quiet

But now I am looking for
The white space
The crooked margins
The fog that gradually creeps in
The sound or color or emotion
That no one can quite define

I am looking for a God that is a possibility
Not for a God that is an answer

I will search and search
And hopefully
Never find

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Posted by on September 11, 2019 in new poetry


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Winter, Torrey Pines              (new)

Two old men slowly walk
Bent over
Inspecting rocks and bits of shells
For something–
Dinosaur bones, maybe,
Or shards of colored glass
From unlit areas of the ocean
Or maybe just perfect shapes of something
So when they grip
Them tightly in their hands
The shapes will leave an indentation on their palms
That will remind them
Of why they exist.

Out in the water
A surfer sits on his board
Waiting for a wave to come–
A wave started in the depths of the ocean
Pushed by the moon and the wind
Toward him and toward the shore.
His eyes stay always on the horizon.

We are all searching for something:
      Reasons to move
      Or reasons to stay.
      Bits of shiny glass.
      Maybe God.

An older couple
Stops to chat,
Inspect what the old men have found–
Little treasures in waterproof pouches.
Nothing, yet, to fit their palms.

The surfer finds a wave
To bring him nearer to shore,
Paddles the rest of the way.
He sits awkwardly on the sand
And stares back toward the water.

We are all searching for something:
      Old men,

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Posted by on December 12, 2013 in new poetry


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