Poem: Life Goes On...

Life goes on...
It can stutter, stammer, stumble
It can falter, fail, fumble
But then I read Henry Miller
And then I hear Don Cherry
And life goes on...

Life goes on...
It can curtail you, wind you and cause you to be breathless
It can stop your heart or make you heartless
But then I watch Ozu
And then I read Hemingway
And life goes on...

Life goes on...
It takes what it wants and leaves what it wants, showing you nothing, showing all
But it remains lucid and yet fluent
And then I see an Edward Hopper painting
And then I hear Tweedy
And then I see the rise and fall of the sun
And then I stand with my mother on Christmas night and see the snow fall
A cliche? A picturebook scene?
Life, I guess
And life?
Well, it goes on...