"Credo quia absurdum est." Translated, roughly: I believe it because it's absurd... A throwaway. But a throwaway that resonates, right? Seems to me that this oft cited gem might be relevant to another oft cited crutch: the midlife crisis. It's absurd enough to believe, but I'm holding my course. Beware the midlife leap! ...
Still Learning
"I am still learning." ~ Michelangelo ...
Speed
Foot off the gas, Feather the brake, Rock in my gut. (Source: "Speed Trap I", 40x41: Midlife Crisis Postponed) This comes early in a three-part poem called "Speed Traps". Driving too fast. Again. Pardoned. Thank you, officer! This poem cycle is actually about driving a car, not a motorcycle. It's been many moons since I rode motorcycles. But I still dream, daydream, relive roads/rides. Update: ...
Furtive
Some sneak up, stealthy, furtive, Stalk a poem through wilderness, Nose to wind or cheek to track, Eyes squinty slitted, jaw clenched, Fingers poised, ready to pounce. (Source: "Poetic Divagation", 40x41: Midlife Crisis Postponed) Opening volley in a two-part poem about writing poetry. Or hunting it. Or romancing it... ...
Wonder
"After all, the object is not to make art, but to be in the wonderful state that makes art inevitable." ~ Robert Henri ...
Find
Gather chanterelles in unfamiliar woods, Golden answers to earthy questions Long forgotten. Or abandoned. This is damned near all that remains from a poem called "Find Your Why" that started out with soul (really!) and promise, or so I thought. A remix of several conversation snippets laminated together with musty, loamy "glue". I've smashed it apart and put it back together again so many times ...