I went for a run today, my first outside in 2012 and I felt pretty darn good I must say. My spirits were soaring and I came back and sent a TWEET that said:
@GreenlightGR
Greenlight Global Re
EPIPHANY – #1QueenDay – 1st long run, 1st GGR proposal, 1st GGR payment – See ya later 3 Kings Day, Hello 1 Queen Day.
After I sent that and went down to take my shower, I thought that perhaps I was a little high, too high from the endorphins that got released – that have been pent up.
I read this poem today and it made me think of poets who are able to draw larger images and broader concepts than I ever will, why couldn’t I have come home and written this instead:
NEMESIS
The old men with too much gamble in them, whose eyes
Are at peace only when all is lost, see the Queen’s quiet face
On the deck of cards, the red cuff of her cloak, the raw tip
Of her tongue, the blood on her dress… What fled from them
In their frenzies comes tiptoeing back, choiring, to the marble
Concert hall where Nemesis, in velvet opera cape, is beginning
Her recitative: it is your turn to go slowly now, with hands
clasped behind your back, drowsy from the earth’s sweet
abundance and her great deprivations, the rows of crooked trees,
the streets’ bright monotony, to gather up the starving…EMILY FRAGOS
Hostage: New & Selected Poems
Sheep Meadow Press