Equipoise (Reprise)

They don’t believe I like to be alone
In company the lovely Muses of
Imagine by so doing I have shown
Some act which violates my true-felt love

They don’t believe I prefer silence to
The malice of which much exchange is made
Don’t understand my peaceful point of view
For which by much exper’ience hath been paid

Amid the furor of humanity
Wherefrom I now have lesser need of speech
Unless benefit to one of us be —
Something to learn, to celebrate, to teach

In quietness I keep my equipoise
Between God’s silence and much human noise



Ana Daksina View All →

A poet is the strangest sort of soul
You in this life may e'er expect to meet
More broken even while more truly whole,
Innocently intending well, more sweet

Than any but a five year old should be
Unfit to meet a callused world's demand
Or to behave aught expediently
All grace in flight; an albatross on land

Do not the all too common error make
Do not fall into the too easy trap
Avoid the fatal egoic mistake
Imagining that poet be a sap

Powerful spirits classic and antique
Give voice when poets ope their mouths to speak

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