by Jill Chan
There's not enough time
for a man to choose
to live.
There's not enough time
because we come back
to the things we never learn
and forget them.
Again and again,
God returns man's soul to him.
While the body corrupts,
he knows time
like he knows his age
as not just a number
but a desire,
a reaching.
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There's something about this poem that invokes the image of the sabbath for me. I find myself trying to bend the poem to my own conception of time.
This one's caroming among the synapses, and that's good.
"There's not enough time
for a man to choose
to live."
Quite profound. **
Thank you Adam, Mathew, and Erika. This was inspired by Yehuda Amichai's wonderful poem "A Man in His Life."
"While the body corrupts,
he knows time
like he knows his age
as not just a number
but a desire,
a reaching."
Profound. ***
Never enough time.*
Thank you for your generous comments, Rachna and Tim.
Gives heft and feeling to the ineffable, poetry's real work.
Nice affirmation: "as not just a number/but a desire,/a reaching.
Thank you, David, and Ed! Much appreciated.