Admonition
by Gary Hardaway
Live now
for the possibility
of good news
despite historic evidence
of its improbability.
Sometimes, good news
is no news.
Let routine
propel you through
the day after
the day before.
Savor each new
indignity.
It proves again
resistance in the filament
that was once a burnished rod
of robust self-regard.
Words to enter the new year by. I love the light-bulb metaphor at the end. *
"despite historical evidence"
Strong and succinct Gary*
Enjoyed the poem, Gary. The closing is wonderful:
"It proves again
resistance in the filament
that was once a burnished rod
of robust self-regard."
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Thanks, Mathew.
History, like economics, teaches only hindsight. Thanks,John.
Thank you, Sam. Wear and tear are subtle little forces.
Oh yeah
the filament
that was once a burnished rod
The last four lines.*
Thank you, Steve and Joani.
Gary, you raise cynicism to an art form. Very good, as usual.
Thank you, Sally.
A favorite, Gary. I was going to try to pull a line I like out and paste it here in the side bar. Going back through your poem several times though, I decided I'd have repeat the whole piece here. I like that it's delivered with the voice of an oracle..
It's all about those first five lines, but also the other ones, too.
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David and Matt, I'm grateful for your readings and commentary.
Right on brother. We keep on keepin' on. We signed up to bring the light. Can't wimp out now. Eloquent and elegant. *
Thank you, Michael.
Excellent. Those last lines are killer.*
Sometimes good news is no news. Love it. Fave*
Thank you very much, Gary.
Thank you, Gloria. I'm grateful for the reading.
I think I got it: survival requires routine, the possibility of good news, and the ability to laugh at robust self-regard. And I'll certainly try. *
Thank you, J. Mykell.
I like this beginning through end. *
Thank you, Beate!