(…an abecedarian…)
It was... …about this time that I decided to become the list, to see and feel what came next, to know from within the dead weight and heft of every single form that I could fathom, the grand scheme (if you will) of this healing human game that has played into (and out of) our history in countless ways for countless days, jogging our memory, not judging us exactly, but still keeping an eye on us from— lying just there—just inside the door, measuring and metering and giving nonce notices from the threshold, once in a while letting us pretend to be in control, (queer as that may seem) while still and stilly and quietly reassuring us about our lacks at the same time, and stretching us ever-so-gently, nursing us at the beginning and at the end, taking its time with us, not leading us directly to (never that!) but at least pointing us ever more towards understanding, placing things in our paths with the utmost veneration, teaching us the value and deep, deep roots of our wonder, opening and reopening us, encouraging us to not fixate on the x-y axis of every single thing around us, while still reminding us of the value of anchors, yearning for us still and always to always and still reach somehow beyond our zenith, and maybe—just maybe—helping us to get out there, somewhere just a little bit closer to it.
… an internal monologue of Jesus contemplating the Father, both ‘est’ and ‘non est’ at the same time
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Thank you for always helping me see my writing in new ways, Mark.
I had intended this as a kind of ars poetica or ode to poetry or even a kind of an elegy. And considering that poetry is about as close as I come to a religion…..yes…..
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Seriously man, this is what you should be doing with your life.
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Ah, Trent, you sweet, sweet man. If only I could.
Besides. The pay sucks.
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Yeah, I hear you.
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Actually, I wouldn’t do it at all if the rewards weren’t inherent in the task itself.
Accolades are worth more than gold, though…..
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You keep writing like that, accolades will come.
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Daw, shucks
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Keep doing it, my man. I believe in you.
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