“The Isabels”
Why do I bother
with these little things?
Allow me to suggest that narcissism is not so terrible
a quality for an animal- and might even ring
with a certain nobility.
Because,
like many men, especially those that lived
when the world was new, I seem to be unable
to connect with The People, other than to be known
by them, and that is a one-way sound.
Like the sun rising over a ridge, very suddenly blinding and brilliant:
Context: context:
Why do I bother with
these little things? I’m burying
treasure over here. Even if no one ever finds it, I dip
into it myself over years- relearning lessons.
Heroic. Known and unknown.
Holding silver.
