Between Poem by Morgan Michaels

Between



Between ourselves and the Gods
there is a void
so wide, so drop-off deep-
mountains on mountain stacked
can't succeed to fill.

Between ourselves and the Truth
interposes
an obfuscating maze-
an all-but-endless hall
called the material.

Between ourselves and the poem
there is a page
so blank, so white so long
that glyph by glyph
we undertake to fill.

Labor, Art, Grace-
these are the corkscrews given
all men by Dominion
to pick and plunder these
august mysteries.

Saturday, March 3, 2012
Topic(s) of this poem: love
COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Ekaterina M. Polischuk 03 March 2012

great philosophical writing. good meaning and common rhythm of the poem. I like it. Keep it up.

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