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why yes, i *do* like the sound of my own voice
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September 2009
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why yes, i *do* like the sound of my own voice [userpic]
what is this thing

that we will follow

though it means we must leave those places and people we love
though it means long painful hours
though it means we know not what

what is this song that calls us
what are its words? its rhythms?
can we understand?

What is its power over us,

that no sacrifice it asks can be too great
that no one will even think it?
that no trial is unendurable,
that no price is unpayable,
that no obstacle is insurmountable?

what is this thing?


Newton's Law of Poetry: For every good verse, there is an equal and opposite crap verse. Sorry. :P


I like that this poem turns on the word "thing"--it's such a loaded word, and even though it seems so nonspecific, it conveys so much. Such is the joy of "thing." I'm glad you're writing.

Also, if you join thefacebook.com, you can see a picture of my new haircut. Which is really a haircut I've had before.

I'm glad you're glad.

Is it a haircut I've seen before?

No, actually, probably not.