GETTING AHEAD OF OURSELVES
We have come far, but in the wrong
direction. Our achievements have
become our bereavements. Bombs,
not beauty, are our apotheosis. We
cling to the penultimate. We have
trouble seeing, breathing. Finally,
we shall have trouble living. Soon,
it seems, we shall cross the finish
line, but running backwards.
Copyright 2020 Tod Howard Hawks
Jan 18, 2020
Jan 18, 2020 at 4:54 PM UTC
GETTING AHEAD OF OURSELVES
We have come far, but in the wrong
direction. Our achievements have
become our bereavements. Bombs,
not beauty, are our apotheosis. We
cling to the penultimate. We have
trouble seeing, breathing. Finally,
we shall have trouble living. Soon,
it seems, we shall cross the finish
line, but running backwards.
Copyright 2020 Tod Howard Hawks
A graduate of Andover and Columbia College, Columbia University, Tod Howard Hawks has been a poet and human-rights advocate his entire adult life. He recently finished his novel, A CHILD FOR AMARANTH.
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