Richard Kenney

Coda

I tried lacing loss into these lines,
thinking to bind it safely there.

But when much lifetime had raced by I
saw rather

trapped in the scrag noose, too,
joy and daylight.

I bottled also bile in these poems,
thinking to isolate

the toxin. But when much lifetime had raced by I
found it on the mantel.

I thought to lower these poems into a salt dome—
stable, it’s said, for aeons.

And who isn’t one?
Once

I tried to write invisibly,
but all lifetime is a candle.

Advertisements

One thought on “Richard Kenney

  1. That last stanza speaks to me directly. I’ve tried to write invisibly, too, and have largely succeeded, it seems, and yet we burn down to a nub anyway. Can’t capture it as it whips past. Beautiful poetry, intense and true.

To reach me, please e-mail me at gfboyer [at] outlook [dot] com. Thanks!

Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in:

WordPress.com Logo

You are commenting using your WordPress.com account. Log Out / Change )

Twitter picture

You are commenting using your Twitter account. Log Out / Change )

Facebook photo

You are commenting using your Facebook account. Log Out / Change )

Google+ photo

You are commenting using your Google+ account. Log Out / Change )

Connecting to %s