To let the time go by
To find release in my eyes
Feel the way my teeth should move
to connect from spine to skull
Let validation cease
Give unreliable narrators their say
Move my way
and don’t look back
To listen more to
Know what’s been said
To take the information in
And understand
Accept that what I loved is gone
To find more things to love
Look for myself in other’s work
Let others work in me
Celebrate strange bedfellows
Let them go, let them lie
So to be unafraid of consequences
Unafraid to die
To be eager now to live
Take what’s left, and share it out
Fight until the end
Then let the time go by
If I read you right, I believe you are writing about opening up more to the world and letting it come in, unafraid, so that you will learn more and experience more.
As long as one is not hurt by this opening up, and generally that is the case. All I can say is more power to it and long life to this poem.
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Robin Ouzman Hislop's poetry is certainly in dialogue with some of the key architects of the 'poetics of indeterminacy' – both the Modernist strands represented by the likes of Beckett and Stein, and the postmodernist strands represented, initially,
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Sandie
As long as one is not hurt by this opening up, and generally that is the case. All I can say is more power to it and long life to this poem.
Ron