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Another in my portfolio of poems on BEAUTIFUL WORDS
 
 
 

Beautiful Words: Want


Any organism in equilibrium with its environment is dead.
Bruce Averill & Patricia Eldredge

Ancient words provoke primeval stirrings.
Want announces the vacancy of being.

Look at this word with eyes and ears alike,
euə-, and imagine it sounds like “away.”

Vacated, your want wakens you, away
From your world that weakens your sway over life.

Furious you refuse the vacancy
That alone can power your dream of union.

For energy depends on vacancy
In our space-time of expanding abandon.

Think of it as disequilibrium,
And then consider entropy: energy

Wants — this word’s “emergent,” physics would say —
To flow toward disorder, in randomness to rest,

Wanting form … so we die … rest final at last …
Cell respiration choked — stasis mortal.

Learn to (w)rest like the long-distance runner:
Speed up, then slow down, to speed up again,

If you want to live … although, yes, you must die,
Even as the cynics and sin-icks laugh

In the vain retort of their ignorance
At your wanting not to want in vain

But to wrest your wanting from the vanity
That smirks as the evil twin of vacancy.

Let your wanting flow from orders benign
Of gratitude that power you to the arts

Of living as leaving what, if you want it,
Can only hasten your body’s decay

In nature’s epic froth of sex and death —
Let freed, not greed, be the vibe of your want.

 
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