by Jill Chan
You like to talk politics.
I find almost nothing to talk about.
Since you are here,
I mostly want to make sure of language,
how far it is from being uttered casually,
like a word is casual
when not meant
or meant too much.
These days, you seem
to disappear like bread
tasted and devoured,
a hunger then something shallower
like greed, like the material of our lives,
neither slow nor fast for us,
something unbroken
but meant.
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from What To Believe (2017)
https://www.amazon.com/What-Believe-poems-Jill-Chan/dp/1548695254
Excellent writing--so low key and strong, the last stanza a twisting of heart.
Well done.
Very nice. Communication is indeed a difficult thing.
Thank you, Mathew, Gary, and Erika. Glad you guys liked this.
Insightful and true. *
Thank you, Charlotte.
Like, esp., the walkaway impact of the ending lines:
"like the material of our lives,
neither slow nor fast for us,
something unbroken
but meant."
Thank you, Ed. "Walkaway impact" is a good term.:)