Much & Rocks
by Rufo Quintavalle
[ poetry - march 08 ]
Much
Because
little
is true
beyond
its own
terms we
assume
nothing
can be
surely
known so
that that
self same
nothing
becomes
both end
(that is
failing)
and end
(that is
summum)
of thought;
but since
little
exists
outside
its own
terms this
self same
nothing
is not
only
only
sometimes
true but
also
when it
is is.
Rocks
If this is all there is
then I can live with that
(time that is
and the way it goes too quick)
but if it is not,
if there is more
(and when they say more
they mean much more)
then I do not see
how one can own this fact,
that we come to the light
like rocks in a plot of land
and have no choice
and will not cease to be,
and live.
