1
pick a language . a religion . a star, somewhere
of what I’ve distrusted
and yet seek
in the night of spring greening
where birds begin arguing (the males, as usual
but listen
good questions
guide better
than many answers
let me relate notations
of elk found on mountains
behind mountains – beside mountains, too
where streams run fast and clear
in everlasting rapture
before they appeared to me in their flesh
before I had children
before you appeared
but now
we’ll argue theology over lunch or dinner
or the menu
but first, grace
2
all this is not the same
as sitting by yourself
not the same as watching
anything
or listening to anything
or tasting anything
you can touch
since you asked, I’ll tell
you everything I know
if you tell me
where you’d like to start
3
to be completely honest
is so simple
you would think
until facing others
until facing yourself
all the temptations
all the screw-ups
all the aspirations
all the ruins to your back
all the idealized masks and labels
you wear
the childhood you’ve never left
all the flattery and self-delusions
all the false accusations you can’t quite shake
all the flaking paint on the siding of your house
all the cracking plaster within
as you age, all the lost years
you deny
all the shortcuts
so much of what your mirror
never reveals
no matter what you say
no matter what they say
the sins of omission
as well as commission
all the skills of a Philadelphia lawyer
all the skills of public office
all the skills of executive decision
any or all
the impossibility of saying exactly who you are
or why
Poem copyright 2016 by Jnana Hodson
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Absolutely beautiful.