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we are made of glass
every last sacred harbinger
& every despot among us

we are a contentious idea
that has survived the diluvian critique
of variation

survived the hurried huddling
on a vessel of centuries
& moving earth

we are an angelic mist
that catches light & speaks beautifully
of other worlds

we are the cool air
of pretense & the song
of lasting & diligent study

a call to calling out
an artful cry at crucial happenings
witness / advent / soliloquy

swimming in eventuality
we are the story that illustrates
that everything ends by generating mystery...

© 2002 Joseph Robertson

 

A CONTENTIOUS IDEA
JOSEPH ROBERTSON
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