Lack of Purchase
The place where we are right
is hard and trampled
by Yehuda Amichai
We spend
too much
time
in the places where
we are right.
So certain of our rightness
we shout and stamp
until the earth is
iron and wasted so
nothing can grow there.
Then we shout
“see”
when seeds are scattered
at our feet and their roots
die for lack of purchase.
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Astute poem. Well done!
Thank you
The visual I get from stanza 3 is powerful, a very nice write about the theme of self-righteousness and its impact on growth and understanding. Thanks for sharing!
Thank you
I love your poem so much and you are right that we had a similar theme in mind.
Synchronicity!
Wonderful introspective poem!
I need the needlepoint pillow
Wow! I love this.
Thanks