Because we all want to write more poems.
human/being
we are beings of light
we are dreams and visions
we are voices
but those voices emanate
just as much
from what is earth in us:
lungs, heart, guts ... bugs.
yes, bugs.
today I read in National Geographic
that there are so many microorganisms
in every one of us that their total weight
in each of us outweighs
a human head. so,
apparently, we are more:
a whole community,
a sea, a teeming pond of critters
without self-awareness
that travels with us,
eats with us, breathes with us
and that we can live for years without knowing
even exist, let alone in such numbers.
now, to face the miracle:
we are both holy and dirt
we are both being and human
we are both animal and artifice
like birds, we are flesh that sings
and only if we are very lucky
do we learn how to reach in to the art
and become, if only for a moment
more than what we are
- Jennifer Dixey's Shared Poems
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Clayton Medeiros
March 14, 2013
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cosmology
I like the sense of each of us being our own cosmos. If we are holy so is all that we contain.
Jennifer Dixey
May 19, 2013
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needs rewriting
It bothers me that we are "more" in one way (hey, bugs!) and then "more" in another (art or something). Should I just ditch the bugs altogether? It reads like a preface. Hmm.
This kind of looks like a whole poem to me:
human/being
now, to face the miracle:
we are both holy and dirt
we are both being and human
we are both animal and artifice
like birds, we are flesh that sings
and only if we are very lucky
do we learn how to reach in to the art
and become, if only for a moment
more than what we are