People will say he is not complex.

People will say he is not complex.
He looks for only good.
They will say,
“What a child! After all
that has paraded
past our eyes
over the centuries.”
As though we don’t imagine history,
heightening line and color, leaving
most things out, cartoon-like,
till it hangs
like those mobiles that fasc-
inate babies in their cribs.

Not one of them know me who say this.
Not one has traveled the dark streams
I’ve traveled,
nor knows the withered vines
I’ve slept beneath—slept enough
to know when I
am awake.

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About nosuchthingasastraightline

I grew up in tiny Lyme, New Hampshire, where I drew, roamed the surrounding woods, and first entertained the idea of God while listening to my mom's Beatles records. I studied biology at Harvard University where I wrote for The Harvard Lampoon and also began writing poetry. I have since made a living variously as a comedy screenwriter, teacher, and private tutor in math, science and writing. I’ve released three CDs of original music as the singer-songwriter and guitar player for Crooked Roads (listen to latest tracks here: https://soundcloud.com/crooked-roads). My poetry writing has been inspired by Rumi, Billy Collins, William Carlos Williams, e.e. cummings, Antonio Machado, Federico Garcia Lorca, and others. My two books of poetry, "The Morning I Married the Sky," and “Free this Morning” are both available on Amazon.
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One Response to People will say he is not complex.

  1. Barbara says:

    I love that last line – slept enough to know when I’m awake. it’s wonderful to be awake!

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