Wednesday, May 16, 2007

Poem: Last chance

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He wanted not to lose the fear
that came out of discrepancy -- the sense
of measure being trampled by God's step.
"No measure binds the 2 of us or could.
No good of mine is ultimately good."
There was no power of analogy
that made a stalk one climbed into the sky.

Instead there was a gap -- within
that gap a risk -- an entregar
that didn't close because one willed it to.
One's will was not the issue here.

"I am supposed to throw myself
into what is, for one thing, ignorance
but, wrapped in that, a last chance -- or not chance."

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