A Public Sphere for Poetry, Politics, and Nature
Stevens wrote “The Imperfect is
our Paradise”. Some days
paradise is all we have. A sentence
to live by. A therapist I know says
we’re allowed to make twelve mistakes
an hour. What is forgiveness for,
if not to set our watches by?
I wear Christ on my wrist
and have a hard time believing
everything Stevens writes.
Remember he was an underwriter
who wrote poems from insurance
policies. I want to make as many mistakes
as I can, here in my lifetime.
So I can be my own priest, sign
Perfection’s policy. My wife says
I shouldn’t have left the bird feeder
out for a bear to trash last night,
to leave tracks in the hungry snow.
Says she married me so we can live
Copyright 2017 Gary Margolis