Ivan Jenson’s most recent poem here was Bullish Love, which we all enjoyed. When you remember that Ivan is a visual artist as well as a poet, it’s no mystery that his poetry is so visual. Each line of this poem paints a picture.
It’s not too late
By Ivan Jenson
before they take
the blankets off my bed
and someone else
mows my lawn
and I get framed
and put up on
the wall next
to grandfather
clocks
yes, now while
only some gray
sprouts on my
chin like a small
hint from
the facts of life
and while
passion still
taps on
my shoulder
and says,
“look over there
at that one”
and ambition
elbows me
on the subway
saying, “move”
I am going to
savor the
sobriety
of strong coffee
because
I am
addicted
to the
legal
lethal
pursuit
of happiness
carry on. splendid outlook.
I like this idea.
‘Passion still taps my shoulder’ – this is a lovely observation of the obvious fear we all feel and well captured along with a bit of hope.
….”the legal lethal pursuit of happiness”
I may quote this line from time to time. Certain poems leave a lastng impact on me. This poem certainly does. I love it.
Me too. Loved this piece. Especially the end.