Hunger

Discussion in 'Poet's Corner' started by BelovedDreamer, Jan 24, 2007.

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  1. BelovedDreamer

    BelovedDreamer Well-Known Member

    I’m full of this immense, unfeeling hunger.
    It makes no delineation
    between full and empty
    between need and reality.
    It fills me full to bursting
    and still rings
    empty as sin
    with the loneliest effort
    the world has ever seen.
    There is always
    a space between
    me and the universe.
    But despite it all
    I also feel
    this deep, artlessly intimate
    interweaving of self and other
    a twinning of knowledge like nothing else.
    I believe there is
    an immense space
    for love—for loss—
    in all of us
    and even as I echo
    with missed chances
    and drowned purpose
    and sometimes the lack of either
    I have hope
    even if I don’t always
    understand why.
     
  2. theleastofthese

    theleastofthese SF Friend Staff Alumni

    I am glad you have hope even if you don't understand why - I feel much the same. I'm glad you still have hope, and I'll send some hugs to you to go with the hope!:hug: :flowers: :hug: :arms:

    love,

    least
     
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