by scott hess
Monday, November 16, 2009
POET SPOTLIGHT: JOHN WIENERS
Pain and suffering. Give me the strength
to bear it, to enter those places where the
great animals are caged. And we can live
at peace by their side. A bride to the burden
that no god imposes but knows we have the means
to sustain its force unto the end of our days.
For that is what we are made for; for that
we are created. Until the dark hours are done.
And we rise again in the dawn.
Infinite particles of the divine sun, now
worshiped in the pitches of the night.
- From "The Acts of Youth"
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