Canto XLI

One day into one more year on earth.
Some the wiser? Maybe, but not much,
accumulating like my belly’s girth,

and if I had the all slightest chance to switch
an ounce of wisdom for an ounce of youth
I’d probably bite and with that miss the catch

that youth sans knowledge treads the same old path
of excess to the palace of wisdom
which is more of a bungalow in truth.

No, youth plus wisdom only comes to some
and only for a slight moment at that—
like Ali rope a doping George Foreman

before Larry Holmes sent him to the mat.
I’ll only know in hindsight if I hit
the sweet spot before gristle went to fat,

perhaps revealed in something that I wrote
after some run induced shamanic trance,
or maybe, just maybe, I’m not there yet,

and there’s still one round left to weave and dance.


1 Comment (+add yours?)

  1. peter litton
    Aug 21, 2012 @ 00:12:09

    Even if you’re down on points and cruising for a bruising there is always that chance of luck upper cut to send your opponent crashing to the canvas before the final bell…so we fight on.


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