Out of Joint with Petty Time
Modern poetry modern verse contemporary poetry contemporary verse modern poem contemporary poem
If you are filled with contradictions, you
Have hope and not despair alone. You may
Not be a Hamlet with a prince’s view
Of kings and purgatories. Ghosts waylay:
You sometimes think of suicide, though full
Of love your life and marriage are and with
A daughter you adore. Often woeful
You nonetheless hold on to life. The pith
Of meaning in your universe at times
Goes past your grasp. You hold on still to life
Because of certain ringing, golden chimes,
