Part highway, part pothole:
part my way? Not necessarily
but that would be nice too.
Every day is not always a poem
but it should be. The failure is ours
if we can’t see it.
“La vie est plus belle que les idèes”
(Life is more beautiful than the ideas.)
My thoughts are as dark as noon.
Nature loves mixed metaphors, but
a poet can’t get away with that.
Maybe it’s true what “he” says:
**The eye sees less than the tongue says,
The tongue says less than the mind thinks.
The poet is the priest of the invisible**
With nothing about life decided,
the storm has passed; the power is back on.
**Random quotes from Stevens’ Adagio