Outsider

Bob, , , ,

A turning over of self,
By season and tract, it can’t be helped,
Like a whack of verse on the head seizing capillary
And shoe size.

And in the margins too, this is forever,
All of it, all of us, the dandelion, the tower,
Silence resting beneath a stone,
Along these roads, onto galaxies of
Coming home, the beautiful trouble of stars.

Of these afternoons, I am
Wildly in love with the wind
And alighted by its hurried
Poems.

19 thoughts on “Outsider”

  1. good one, Bob: i especially like ‘a whack of verse on the head’ ; I love it when that happens, you go, wow! wow! I felt it when I read Gins …. no, no, this is going in my next poem, Bob, with due attribution, of course 🙂

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  2. I love the 2nd and 3rd stanzas, perhaps especially the 3rd. Wonderful imagery and a totally divine ending. Somehow by including the words “willdly”, “alighted” and “hurried” (even although they don’t all refer to the wind) you have perfectly captured for me the sort of nervous thrill of a windy day. And I love the thought of it blowing in a poem, rushed as a leaf.

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  5. One arresting phrase/image after another, the kind that resonates in my mind after reading it. I could list them, but that’s just telling your own words back to you 🙂 And I love the last stanza. Felt like standing still and being aware/appreciative of nature around you.

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  6. I feel almost relieved that you say “it can’t be helped” because there is such a gush of excitement in this poem and that hits me as so hopeful, so clear that “this is forever, all of it , all of us.” I read a poem once that insisted we are all magic and this reminded me of it.

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    1. Thanks Steve. I’m trying to steer in that direction. Maybe I’m just stubborn, or maybe naive. I’m almost finished with another poem that seems like a companion to this one.

      On a sports note. The Sabres lost to the Bluejackets 9-4. And I all but gave up on the season. Then the next game they beat the Maple Leafs 9-3. The kind of season this has been, I think I need a psychologist just to keep up with the ups and downs.

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      1. I’m no mathematician, but in my opinion stubborn + naive can sometimes = wonder which is a great state of mind to be in.

        That must be some kind of record – consecutive hockey games with 9 goals for the winning team. You hit on a great point Bob, about the ups and downs and need of a psychologist. Sports is filled with so much failure and we as fans, have to endure it too.

        Happy holidays to you and your family.

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