ESCAPE FROM SOME OF YOURSELVES

You and I
And
All others
a FLUX
nerves and tissue and veins
webs
misery, Dearth, pain
OR fear

The personality of the person
a CAULDRON of boiling, swirling
Smoking haze,
To disappear
and REAPPEAR in a wink

To leave these attachments
Detachments
AND considerations
To pull them out of the pot
OUT of the DIRT
and
dangle one's roots in the air
reach for the SUN
OR the moon
every night and day
and
care not if you BLINK

IMPROMPTU

Sand and grain

Remain as SAND and grain

Confined in  a NIGHT-time brain



Thought moves further

than LOVE

On a straight LINE

Denying other DIMENSIONS

containing or CONTAINING

all the sand and GRAIN.


Chicago
June 24, 2017

50TH ANNIVERSARY

FOIBLES OF ROBERT COLLEGE, CLASS OF ’67

Foibles of college life, remembered at odd times, are but anecdotes from previous reincarnations. They carry no compassion, empathy, envy, grief, greed or hate, not even humour for those who have moved forward to perception of new energies, new climates and especially new mysteries.

If and when you find the occasion to talk of those foibles, and try to reminisce with those you believe to have shared those days, months, years, you may discover new memories, not your own, new perceptions of old events or non-events or even total amnesia, having bleached out certain memories or the means to access the peculiar nooks and crannies of the mind.

Alumni mass get-togethers of most and sundry provide good occasions to deliver and suffer jolts, find new myths, mysteries and doubts, and also certainties; allowing us to realise once more, and with force, our differences from each other and from ourselves, then and now.

We have lived during many ages of mankind and will continue to do so, hopefully sharing our times and lives with each other even when we cannot see ourselves or each other even in mirrors. 

Written for my Robert College Class of '67  50th Graduation Anniversary booklet