A Pocketful of Poesy was and is again a Poem-a-Day(-on-Average) Blog! For 2009, 2010, 2011, 2012, and now for 2017 and going forward, you may expect to see 365 poems every year, 366 for leap years.

but aren't they all random?

Wednesday, September 02, 2020

At least they did one good thing.

At least they did one good thing. 
It's proved in the depth and the breadth 
of this instrument they used to plumb 
and pry apart all the relevant lies 
and tries and fails in every human 
heart that knows

what this song's about. 

The rest of their career, hey
I make no claim 
but if anyone can look on this 
and be sure and secure,
and so unmoved, 

that is to each such heart's shame. 
It says more about them and their 
shameless and blame-free game 
than it does about truth or beauty
or good, or anything worth
our attention for gain 
in this or any 

Neighborhood. They did 
one good thing, 
at least. 

And so we might want to check 
out what else they've done, or 
sit with this a while, while 
we tame as much of this beast
as they've loosed. 

It's a longshot, but
by such procedures we might 
find peace. 

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