The BlueIris Semi-Nightly Poetry Break, 5/4/09

"Why"

is this man sitting here weeping
in this swanky restaurant
on his 61st birthday, because
his fear grows stronger each year,
because he's still the boy running
all out to first base, believing
getting there means everything,
because of the spiders climbing
the sycamore outside his house
this morning, the elegance of
a civilization free of delusion,
because of the boyish faces
of the five dead soldiers on TV,
the stoic curiosity in their eyes,
their belief in the righteousness
of sacrifice, because innocence
is the darkest place in the universe,
because of the Iraqis on their hands
and knees, looking for a bloody button,
a bitten fingernail, evidence of
their stolen significance, because
of the primitive architecture
of his dreams, the brutal egoism
of his ignorance, because he believes
in deliverance, the purity of sorrow,
the sanctity of truth, because of
the original human faces of his wife
and two boys smiling at him across
this glittering table, because of
their passion for commemorating
their certainty that goodness continues,
because of the spiders clinging to
the elegance of each moment, because
getting there still means everything?

~Philip Schultz

"...because innocence
is the darkest place in the universe..."

this one snuck up on me. thanks.

You learn something new every day.

Wow, what a densely written poem...

Lots going on here. I really enjoyed the word play.

Thank you!

:hug:

If so, then that does add a lot of emotional heft to the piece.