poetry comes nearer to vital truth than history.
--Plato
What is day?
twenty-four hours that pass byWhat is a year?
in minutes if not present,
with no sense of purpose nor direction
reckoning time in the ordinary;What is summer?
wake-up call for missed resolutions;
revolving around your centre
aestas -- long and lazyWhat is woman?
marked by intermittent naps,
family field trips and rosé in sweating glasses (in aqua sanitas)
fierce, soft, warm, and not to be trifled with;What is child?
daughter smelling sweet and sweat and dirt and sun;
wife companion never underestimated
family stabilizer.
innocent can be taught to hate;What is sleep?
innumerable questions; interruptions and
perfect timing to scream while I'm on the phone.
much needed never enough;What is truth?
the cure-all for any tantrum;
difficult to come by when angry, anxious, or drunk.
In vino veritas
painful and biting it comes from my children
witty and wise it comes from my children
repeatedly found and continually searching for
virtue of wisdom
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I found these questions while reading Emerson's essay, Nature. They jumped out at me and made me wonder if any questions that we ask are ever unanswerable. So, I tried to answer these.
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