{"id":957,"date":"2010-11-05T17:40:12","date_gmt":"2010-11-05T17:40:12","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/www.fullofcrow.com\/poetry\/"},"modified":"2010-11-05T23:50:04","modified_gmt":"2010-11-05T23:50:04","slug":"william-taylor-jr-1110","status":"publish","type":"page","link":"https:\/\/www.fullofcrow.com\/poetry\/archives\/william-taylor-jr-1110\/","title":{"rendered":"William Taylor Jr. 11\/10"},"content":{"rendered":"

All We’ve Simply Thrown Away<\/strong><\/p>\n

Outside it’s just
\nscreams and sirens<\/p>\n

and people waiting to be paid<\/p>\n

inside we peel paint
\nfrom the walls in flakes
\nas if there might be some new
\nmagic underneath<\/p>\n

the wine does what it can
\nbut this sadness in our blood
\nis older than time<\/p>\n

our damage shines best
\nin these smallest hours<\/p>\n

and this is the beauty I want to remember<\/p>\n

it suddenly strikes me
\nso many lives could be made
\nfrom all we’ve simply
\nthrown away<\/p>\n

as we cross our hearts and make a pact
\nto stay beautiful until the dawn<\/p>\n

when the sun will come and
\nburn us off like fog.<\/p>\n

The Dead and the Living Alike<\/strong><\/p>\n

Last night they found a woman
\nstuffed in a suitcase drifting
\nin the San Francisco bay<\/p>\n

I listen to news reports
\nand ponder the underlying
\nterror of life<\/p>\n

how it comes crashing like a wave
\npouring through the cracks
\nof our pretty dreams<\/p>\n

when we least expect<\/p>\n

and I understand
\nthis is how it ends up
\nfor all of us
\nmore or less<\/p>\n

I understand
\nthat I too am a woman
\nstuffed in a suitcase and thrown
\nto indifferent waters<\/p>\n

maybe it hasn’t
\nhappened yet or maybe
\nI don’t remember<\/p>\n

but the fact of it is there
\nand I guess that’s why<\/p>\n

we have god
\nand television<\/p>\n

narcotics
\nand drink<\/p>\n

and some days<\/p>\n

I am frightened of the dead
\nand the living alike<\/p>\n

the enormity of the sky
\nand the purity of its blue<\/p>\n

strikes a fear in me<\/p>\n

as I walk beneath it weeping
\nfor things I don’t understand<\/p>\n

A Certain Light<\/strong><\/p>\n

It’s true, these days lack
\nan abundance of mercy;<\/p>\n

the indifference of the sun,
\nthe cruelty of mirrors.<\/p>\n

But love we are young enough
\nin the gaze of eternity<\/p>\n

and alive enough
\nin the eyes of graveyards.<\/p>\n

In a certain light we may yet
\nbe mistaken for beauty<\/p>\n

and on such nights<\/p>\n

the collective sorrow of the years
\nreflected in your eyes<\/p>\n

still makes me swoon
\nlike a drunken child.<\/p>\n

William Taylor Jr. <\/em><\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"

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