Friday, September 1, 2017

From the Towers by Heather McHugh


From the Towers

Insanity is not a want of reason. 
It is reason's overgrowth, a calculating kudzu.

Explaining why, in two-ton manifesti, thinkers sally forth
with testaments and pipe bombs. Heaven help us:

spare us all your meaningful designs. Shine down or 
shower forth, but (for the earthling's sake) ignore
all prayers followed by against, or for. Teach us to bear 

life's senselessness, our insignificance, and more; 
let's call that sanity. The terrifying prospect isn't some
escapist with a novel, fond of comfort, munching sweets— 

it is the busy hermeneut, so serious he's sour, intent on making
meaning of us all, and bursting from the towers to the streets.

 

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