The Fear or the Dawn
Snotty-nosed punks
swearing God’s grace is flat,
that if you sail too far
you’ll fall off its edge.
Their power is in numbers.
But beautiful is hard to find
in their ninety and nine.
So although we’d like to live
in a both-and world, even children know the truest stories always carry a choice –
like fences or horizons, like
the fear or the dawn.
in a both-and world, even children know the truest stories always carry a choice –
like fences or horizons, like
the fear or the dawn.
You have a picture of my favorite of all faces…..I’ve been to the top of that mountain, and that was a choice too….love your words. Lori
Thanks, Lori!
Damn.
NAMASTE —
R. Benson
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Sorry, that was not enough. I have taken to describing John Blase as ‘my favorite new poet, maybe one of two poets working today that I happen to both know and to love. I cannot think of others.’
NAMASTE —
R. Benson
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Robert, this is one of those days when I really needed to hear words like that…thank you, my friend, for saying a bit more.
As always, John, your words carry truth, power, beauty. Thank you.