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Perennial

Perennial

 

I hope you have a really good day

I’m not sure, I imagine it’s

A special day somewhere

Someone is having an honored time

Something that’s been done before

And should be done again

 

Some might say we’ll get it right next time

Others not so worked up with perfection

Look at all the nothing we don’t have

But it sure is good

That we’ll all here together

 

Is that the meaning in the ritual?

We do it together

And in less formal time

We talk about it afterward

 

Until the next occasion it might, or must, happen

Again

And anew

 

It may sound an invitation to

All dullness

Even with some innovation

As things evolve

Sometimes it’s rechercher du temps perdu

But like an actor’s good performance

A freshness is deserved each time

Even stepping back

 

So that remembrance is sweet

And so are you

And so, for a change, am I

 

C L Couch

 

 

By Chenspec – Own work, CC BY-SA 4.0, https://commons.wikimedia.org/w/index.php?curid=52413744

 

(“Sonnet 30,” William Shakespeare

À la Rechercher du Temps Perdu, Marcel Proust)

 

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Ashen

Ashen

 

In a corner of

Winter-quiet

I have borrowed,

Since everything

Is lent from God

Even the words

 

Note what we take with us

Nothing but some spirit

And flesh, which will need renewing

 

I wonder here

In the great gray sky

Or underneath the ashen earth

Or in refugee molecules of

Water, trying to escape

Once the desert rain is done

 

About what quickens everything

Who decides

How and why

 

In what is my hope today

My reason

Validation for my purpose

For anyone’s

Anyone who seeks the truth in light

 

For the darker reasons

Tread another path

They disappear

I do want to go with them

 

My hope must be in

God who has arrived

Bringing a longer day

And promise of green seasons

 

coda

 

I am impatient and unknowing

Unknowing and still impatient

Insight comes in parts

In fits

In gold-hot coals

That want to touch the tongue

 

There is a price for growth

Sometimes only for

Having another day

 

Sad assessing,

There it is

It does not count for grace

And considers nothing of

Another’s mercy

 

We have the day

We have the moment

What shall we do

 

Why not live

Uncertain of the defining

But having it

A spark if not a prophecy

 

Is having life reason enough,

You know, it is

 

C L Couch

 

 

Wikimedia Commons (image)

 

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x + y + z + 1

x + y + z + 1

 

The multiverse

Who knows

Maybe this

 

Scientific imagination

Each choice spins out into a paradigm

With teeth

So that we have

In reasoned chaos

The universe of possibilities

 

Everything we think of

Dream of

Find in nightmares

Has happened somewhere

And is happening

 

A tongue to invoke

There is paradox

Irony in Oppenheimer

The godhead cited

 

Now we destroy the worlds

We cannot make

Heroes, villains

Inside tethered minds

 

C L Couch

 

 

Image Credit: CC BY-SA 2.0 NottsExMiner

 

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