Some Kind of Grace by William Taylor Jr.

An embarrassment of words
but no more stories to tell,
just the ongoing loneliness of things
like a hammer.

All of us lousy with sorrow,
our busted faces
forever on the verge of tears,

working through each day
like a punishment
handed down by a mother
or some slighted god.

Each of us caught in the terrible
net of our lives and flailing
against it all,

yet waking to it again and again;

and I think there must be
some kind of beauty in this,

some kind of grace
in loving a world
that is at best indifferent,

dealing magic and terror
in equal measures,

some twisted kind of grace
in believing in no god
but still searching
the eyes of every wounded thing
beneath the broken sun,

scouring every pawnshop
and dollar store for a map
that could lead us back
to the place where we
buried our joy.

william-taylor-jnr
William Taylor Jr. lives and writes in the Tenderloin neighborhood of San Francisco. His work has been published widely in journals across the globe, including The New York Quarterly, The Chiron Review, and Catamaran Literary Reader. He is the author of numerous books of poetry, and a collection of short fiction. He is a Pushcart Prize nominee and was a recipient of the 2013 Kathy Acker Award. To Break the Heart of the Sun is his latest collection of poetry.
Advertisements

Leave a Reply

Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in:

WordPress.com Logo

You are commenting using your WordPress.com account. Log Out / Change )

Twitter picture

You are commenting using your Twitter account. Log Out / Change )

Facebook photo

You are commenting using your Facebook account. Log Out / Change )

Google+ photo

You are commenting using your Google+ account. Log Out / Change )

Connecting to %s