[lit-ideas] Thursday Poem
- From: "Lawrence Helm" <lawrencehelm@xxxxxxxxxxxxxx>
- To: "Lit-Ideas " <Lit-Ideas@xxxxxxxxxxxxx>
- Date: Thu, 25 Oct 2007 16:42:44 -0700
The Teacher
Look at me!
My legs curled up
Like seaweed with
Only back-and-forth
Drift left me -
Not like out to sea --
In that nobility.
Oh no! In these eddies
Where sand is churned
To cloud my visibility.
I can see here no
Better than any
But do see the
Weepingness of so much
Sea surrounding not
Just me but everyone
Anchored here for
However long on this
Sandy crust of
Obfuscation. Watch me
Now, and do as I do.
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