poems as hand- and foot-holds on a glass mountain

Pointers (after Marianne Moore)*

It has been said what’s best said
is left unsaid. At the Tomb of the Unknown Soldier
we attend but don’t jabber on about it
as with W’s famous remark about silent pointers
graveyards are full of these – even if we don’t know
who’s buried there, they point at us
but so do fields and forests whose fullness
runs on without us, perhaps can’t be appreciated
unless we’ve tried and failed to summarize
we stumble and fall, but who gets up?
Dogen says having fallen we can get to know
the ground better, as well as standing
hopefully much better.
Silence gets up, walks away.

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*https://poets.org/poem/silence-2






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