Tuesday, January 27, 2015
Jan Elvee--"In the infinitesmally small space" (poem)
In the Infinitesimally small space
In the infinitesimally small space
between drama and detachment,
between unworthiness and pride,
between cynicism and wonder
something new is coming into being,
naive, fresh, alive, awkward.
My lifelong companion,
that weary jaded observer,
exasperated, incredulous,
oppressive and boring,
critiques, judges, condemns.
Not possible! Not you!
How ridiculous to imagine
we could walk side by side
through a different door,
down a different path.
Be not afraid, dear anguished one,
my protective and defensive self.
We'll sit here together.
We'll wait; we'll pray.
Someone will come.
Jan Elvee, January 22, 2015
