In This Biography Poem by Joseph Narusiewicz

Moved by emotion I refuse to penetrate
Disguised with portals of Ulysses
Too much edge
Too much confusion
Anger over deaths in my family
Salvation seems vague
Tired of those giving bland answers
I need the sea like a mother

Deaf Beethoven trying to write music
The chapel of Cezanne
Ahab is a loathsome captain
TS Elliot committed his wife, never visited
Ezra Pound chose a gang over the universal
Hemingway lacked real faith
Emily Dickinson I find noble
I’m not the only one suffering

Plans need stars so brilliant we burst
Money is no answer
Sex without meaning is a diversion
Angst and coming decay hurts
Old age and letting go
Even legacy is a mask
Compassion is a bridge
Trying to find gratitude in this biography