in fallibility -- a second poem
Another step towards sharing more concrete thoughts and discoveries from my recent Chalmers Fellowship and Professional Development grant with Canada Council for the Arts: poem #2.
I'm not sure if I'm shying away from prose because now is a time you must have an opinion, but you also must be ready to have it be torn apart. So I don my poetry dress, just as I live in a contemporary dance world where individual interpretation is the goal.
This is also the underlying theme of the poem: do not fear mistakes. Don't hold on to them, deny them or beat yourself up about them.
Lucy Rupert in "the animals are planning an intervention" photo by Melanie Gordon lighting by Michelle Ramsay |
in fallibility
It is time to make mistakes.
We don’t have to know everything
Who ever told us we did?
Birds are flying north
And flies are kissing on our glass table
And the vines still grow fiercely
Despite
A wrong word
A stumbling haze that spawned
An error
You recognize it, even as it
falls out of your mouth
It is ok.
Don’t wait for someone to tell you to pick it up, look it over,
Toss it
Who told you belligerence
Would be your life preserver?
No one ever said so
You cannot bully your way
Out of the box you built
Around yourself
No matter how clear the walls are
No matter how clear the walls are
Riot softly for new oceans
We will all be swimming together
copyright Lucy Rupert
August 2020
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