Elizabeth Seydel Morgan's Without a Philosophy explores the times when a clear solution does not exist, when we find ourselves in those darknesses between, where life appears nothing like certainty. In poems about the illness and death of a beloved man, the speaker asks the unanswered questions which are inevitably raised by the experience of grief, about the impossibility of gauging distances between souls. We see a life without pure knowledge of the truth as we're either learning more each day / Or slantedly misled. Yet, there is affirmation here of a life of the imagination and a life of love.
Through the slanted louvers, light cracks the shadowed room; October Sunday afternoon asserts its life. Slats of brightness on your blanket insist the sky outside is cold blue But who am I to feel so stuck inside, for we both know the truth that when we were young I spent so many golden Sunday afternoons in shuttered rooms. Crack a cold beer and oh how we loved shutting out the sun, some football game droing its thudding plays beneath our breathing.
Shutters published in Without a Philosophy by Elizabeth Seydel Morgan. Copyright ? 2007 by Elizabeth Seydel Morgan. All rights reserved.
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