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Today's Tragedy
by Jesse ChapmanFor Joe
You were right; this life is a trade
between too much and not enough.
Here, the people in the mall are still
hauling their bags to some empty spot
under this years blend of lights,
first too many, then out.
You must know now
what it is about satisfaction
that still isnt enough.
We keep trying, trying
until were choking
on what weve wanted, then
recognize what weve done.
And what about the child
I didn't save today for some reason
unremarkable: the time, the tempurature,
forseeable failure? Do you ever get to figure it?
Whether it's too much, too possible, or just
this cruel loss slinking off unnoticed.
01/06/2009 Posted on 01/06/2009
Copyright © 2010 Jesse Chapman
| Member Comments on this Poem |
| Posted by Nanette Bellman on 01/06/09 at 11:06 PM This is a hard spoonful to swallow but you captured it sooo well. |
| Posted by Julie Adams on 01/06/09 at 11:23 PM wow, there is so much here, each stanza moves like a cloud, each one heavier as you read on...what you have captured: the desire, the lack, the subtle in-between, and finally the loss, even the ensuing discomfort reveals it's potentcy...there is so much humanity in this piece, and for that I commend you...peace, jewels |
| Posted by Gabriel Ricard on 01/06/09 at 11:53 PM Tough to even read, so lord only knows what it took out of you writing it. Powerhouse work. |
| Posted by Elliot Thaler on 01/13/09 at 11:34 PM this is beautiful. i love the power of the word "slinking" in this piece. |
| Posted by Jon Kary on 02/03/09 at 08:54 PM The rhythm and line breaks of this poem enhance the experience of it particularly well. Thank you, Jesse. |
| Posted by Marie Andreas on 01/30/10 at 04:16 PM Brillint! :) |
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