Poem #9 for Poetry Month -- "Altruism"

[nightdog_barks]

From the American poet Molly Peacock, a little piece about ... altruism. And love.



Altruism


What if we got outside ourselves and there
really was an outside out there, not just
our insides turned inside out? What if there
really were a you beyond me, not just
the waves off my own fire, like those waves off
the backyard grill you can see the next yard through,
though not well -- just enough to know that off
to the right belongs to someone else, not you.
What if, when we said I love you, there were
a you to love as there is a yard beyond
to walk past the grill and get to? To endure
the endless walk through the self, knowing through a bond
that has no basis (for ourselves are all we know)
is altruism: not giving, but coming to know
someone is there through the wavy vision
of the self's heat, love become a decision.


~ Molly Peacock
From Cornucopia: New and Selected Poems 1975 - 2002, 2002, W. W. Norton & Company, Inc.
Online source here.

Comments

[damigella]

I really, really loved this poem. Not as a poem, since had you typed it like prose I wouldn't have noticed the poetry, which is of course wrong. And yet, its contents moved me a lot, as they echo what used to be a deep-seated preoccupation of mine during my teenager years.

I'll take this as an occasion to say how much I love your poetry month posts.

[nightdog_barks]

:-)

Thank you. I'm glad folks are enjoying these posts.