Prudent in Rage

Some days
a menacing fog
slithers across streets,
slides over curbs, and
slipping between ankles trips
the best of intentions.

This serpentine specter
may have a mind of its own,
or not, but this much is sure:
this malice born
of jealousy and greed,
of folly and pretension
strikes without mercy.

But its surreptitious aims
are laid bare by
poem, smile, deep, deep breath:
cool, clear water for scratched and scored throats –
a Spirit-borne hope, pregnant with
potency and vulnerability,
and prudent in rage.


8 thoughts on “Prudent in Rage

  1. diannegray says:

    Very poignant, Allen xxx

  2. shoreacres says:

    Your point is well-taken, although I’m not sure “malice” is wide and deep enough to contain what I see. The refusal to acknowledge the presence of evil in the world doesn’t serve us well, I fear.

    • agjorgenson says:

      Hear, hear on this last sentence. Yes, malice does not quite capture what has been on the news these last days, but I wrote the poem some weeks prior, and had other less nefarious actions in mind. In a way, though, these smaller evils are as weighty. I think of people who work with mean spirited colleagues etc for decades. Perhaps little kind deeds of kindness that mark us as human parallel these, though inversely (if you can have a parallel of inversion?).

  3. dianerivers says:

    Malice without mercy, contrasted with a Spirit-borne hope. We can but be watchful and aware of the former while we cling with certainty to the latter. Love the title of this piece.

  4. jannatwrites says:

    There are many phrases in this that I like. It makes me think of all the things in this world that serve to come between us and God… how we just go about our lives and then one day finally realize how off-course we are.

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