bobby1933 (bobby1933) wrote,

Jack Gilbert, 'A Brief For The Defense' - I Eat Poetry

Dec. 4th, 2016 at 1:00 AM

A Brief For the Defense

Sorrow everywhere. Slaughter everywhere. If babies
are not starving someplace, they are starving
somewhere else. With flies in their nostrils.
But we enjoy our lives because that's what God wants.
Otherwise the mornings before summer dawn would not
be made so fine. The Bengal tiger would not
be fashioned so miraculously well. The poor women
at the fountain are laughing together between
the suffering they have known and the awfulness
in their future, smiling and laughing while somebody
in the village is very sick. There is laughter
every day in the terrible streets of Calcutta,
and the women laugh in the cages of Bombay.
If we deny our happiness, resist our satisfaction,
we lessen the importance of their deprivation.
We must risk delight. We can do without pleasure,
but not delight. Not enjoyment. We must have
the stubbornness to accept our gladness in the ruthless
furnace of this world. To make injustice the only
measure of our attention is to praise the Devil.
If the locomotive of the Lord runs us down,
we should give thanks that the end had magnitude.
We must admit there will be music despite everything.
We stand at the prow again of a small ship
anchored late at night in the tiny port
looking over to the sleeping island: the waterfront
is three shuttered cafés and one naked light burning.
To hear the faint sound of oars in the silence as a rowboat
comes slowly out and then goes back is truly worth
all the years of sorrow that are to come.

by Jack Gilbert
Jack Gilbert, 'A Brief For The Defense' - I Eat Poetry

I like this poem and dislike it, drawn to and repelled by it.
Something about it is right on, and something isn't.
I can't put my finger on its truth, or on its lies.

Last week davesmusictank posted a poem by Ferlinghetti
suggesting this world is a great place to be, except it isn.t.
i liked it.
This poem says to me that we can find joy
amidst the saddness and violene,
and of course we can, but should we.

We do not know who we truly are.
We think is it in our nature to thrive at the expense of others.
It isn't.
The ones who are in pain find it hard to laugh with us.

And my brain rattles on and on until i make it stop.
Tags: gnosis and agnosis, personal life

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