Tuesday, April 14, 2009

Hail the heroic losers

Hail the heroic losers,
the poets who proudly point
to the faith-shaped hole
they so nobly fail to fill.

They sigh and shake their heads,
Holes are full of emptiness
they say, and then, world-weary,
turn to the tired trivia
of another day's distractions.

The worst are filled with zeal;
the best struck with ennui,
and before pretending with politics,
they discharge disdain
and condescension
into their void.
That's life.

Thank God there's no final
failure, no end, only delay.
I pray the vastava-vastu
fills their gaping space today.


Anonymous said...

"The worst are filled with zeal;
the best struck with ennui,"

This line reminds me a lot of a line from Yeats' poem "The second coming"
There he says: "The best lack all conviction, while the worst
Are full of passionate intensity."
One of my favorite poems

Jagat said...

It was meant to.