Enlightened Ignorance

Echoes from a restless
pigeons fluttering
in thin, cold air

my faith is unable to see

In front of me
a crumbling moon
above cemetery gates
rusted shut

a beam of light from nothing

In the fullness of time
there exists a grief
too dried up to cry.
I move unsettled

darkness taunts the light

What does it matter
that this hopelessness
is like a broken dove?
The silence in floating

simple enough to dare

Nothing More

As for a beginning, there is none,
only this ordinary fog
eating up the city

As for an ending, there is none,
only this blind daytime
eating up my eyes

If there is a secret passage
and there is
a beckoning hand is there

If there are noisy footsteps
and there are
a wobbling uncertainty is there

From this dizzy mist, layers
of low clouds
drip from tired branches

The feeling that I will live
has turned to brooding

This feeling that I had
as a child
this feeling that I will live forever

Now, hiding inside myself
I’ll scrub this thought away
until nothing more

Dah’s sixth poetry collection is The Opening (CTU Publishing, 2018) and his poems have been published by editors from the US, UK, Ireland, Canada, China, Singapore, Spain, Australia, Africa, Poland, Philippines and India. Dah lives in Berkeley, California and is working on the manuscript for his ninth poetry book. He is a Pushcart Prize nominee and the lead editor of The Lounge, a poetry critique group. Dah's seventh book is forthcoming in July 2018 from Transcendent Zero Press, with his eighth book forthcoming in November 2018 from Stillpoint Books.

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Blogger Really Brian said...

Very powerful and well-written pieces as usual Dah

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