By Jill Jupen
You will come
to it
(to borrow
a phrase).
You can do something
forever.
I did it once.
I mean,
that happens.
The Archbishop
of Anarchy.
The poet
and what he has not seen.
He too gets
tired
of getting lost
in the trees.
Of rising each
morning
wishing to be
just
an ordinary man.
(with thanks to Robert Creeley)
Jill Jupen lives in Vineyard Haven with her husband, five dogs, and lots of books.