I come and go
I come and go
a pilgrim
greedily unkempt
stubbornly cheerful
defiantly whistling hope
and grabbing for crumbs of success
out of all near-defeats
I shuffle through the waiting rooms
and the air terminals of the world
imposing and importuning
while the politely courteous
acquaintances
co-operate
help arrange my departures
without any pang of greeting
I work my stubborn difficult unrewarding will
obtusely addleheaded clumsy:
some few things happen
and I plod or shuffle or amble
wracked with anguished frustrate hunger
and go on.
dispatches on everyday life, social and political realities, the cycles of history, the complexities of civil society, political poetry and song and the struggle of being a good citizen whilst resisting corporate hegemony (and having a laugh) from one of the most isolated cities in the world.
Friday, April 1, 2011
Dennis Brutus and the experience of "just coming and going"
Dennis Brutus's poem captures something of my mood and state of being at the moment.
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