Self-Portrait as Never

 

Self-Portrait as Never

Within the unknown or could-have-been,
this stance requires certainty, the ability
to stand upright, rooted, implacable,
relentless in the is and the no in time.
I dream of faith, despite knowing its
secrets. Atoms swarm, seed heads explode.
Rivers reverse, the galaxy rots, and at the
center, we fold our arms across our chests
and deny or accept at whim, leaving behind
no footprints, only lost words, some dust.

“Self-Portrait as Never” was first published in After the Pause in June 2019. Thank you, Michael Prihoda, for accepting this piece.

18 thoughts on “Self-Portrait as Never

  1. Honestly, RO, this has never felt so timely. A hug to you across the miles; we’ve been “at whim” so long, I don’t remember what it feels like hear my own voice echoed…

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  2. A wondrous and profound finale Robert..
    “Rivers reverse, the galaxy rots, and at the
    center, we fold our arms across our chests
    and deny or accept at whim, leaving behind
    no footprints, only lost words, some dust.”….. I’ve put this piece in my Quotes file…love it..

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  3. Imho, it gets better in the second half when the concrete images start pouring in … but then it gets really good. (Maybe I’m just a quirky reader, but it’s good to hear from all sorts … and you know I love your poems so I can cut myself a little slack 🙂 )

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