Poem: Here We Are
Here We Are
Much is gone now
that was essential,
much was taken
that is necessary.
What remains
is not enough,
lacks so much
that is required.
Yet we are here,
still, we survive.
What is this whole blog thing for anyway?
I am starting this because I said I would. My friend Tim persuaded me, and that was probably a far more difficult and complicated maneuver on his part, that I should start this blog, and I made a commitment that I would, so here I am. Which gives a reason for why this blog exists, but not really much of a purpose for that to lend meaning to that existence, which makes it like a lot of us, I suppose. Of course, there are two purposes to this exercise, though there might only be one at a time, as they are largely about perspective, I think. For instance, right now, a large part of the purpose, for me, is to have the commitment of adding to this blog consistently, as a matter of building the habit of working more steadily. I have built that habit before, but it has always been intermittent, largely driven by situational demands. In college, many years ago, I wrote daily, because I had an audience and because I was in classes that I felt committed to wr...
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