No one should ask the other
“What were you thinking?”
No one, that is,
who doesn’t want to hear about the past
and its inhabitants,
or the strange loneliness of the present
filled, even as it may be, with pleasure,
or those snapshots
of the future, different heads
on different bodies.
Some people actually desire honesty.
They must never have broken
into their own solitary houses
after having misplaced the key,
never seen with an intruder’s eyes
what is theirs.
This poem can be found in the volume, What Goes On: Selected and New Poems 1995-2009.
Think about how the poem made you feel. Did the poet’s narrative take you back to a certain moment in your life – a flashback to a particular face? Did you think about whether or not you truly do desire honesty from others – or merely goodness?
May you live out another beautiful poem in the collection of your life today, and we’ll see you again tomorrow.