Lazarus Notwithstanding


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Lazarus nothwithstanding
if my mother were alive again
the world would be upside down

thing’s cannot be changed
once changed— once lost not found

there’s no such thing as undone.
undone is a literary device:

a shell around a kernel of hope
imaginary as the next sunrise

undone works only in conversations
of mystics and psychologists
who treat hopelessness
with contradiction

if my mother were alive again,
as deep as the hole in my heart
where she’d gone,
this world would not be.
its logic would not hold.

like a wave in a boundless sea
it would fold, disperse, unbond

by Jim Culleny
11/29/14

 

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