I like the "kinds" of forever that the speaker attests to, and I like the idea that they can come to you rather than having to seek them constantly. I have been looking recently into the reasons other people write, and it seems that this hits some of the common ones (looking for sense, a desire to live forever or live on after death, experiencing art and beauty, and another thought that is not sticking in my head at the moment. You can decide which one is which).
Brenda Hillman
The unknowns are up early;
they browse through the bronze
porch bells. Crows
call & late
apples blaze
toward western emptiness.
In your illness,
the edges hesitate;
like the revolt
of workers, they
will take a while…
Here comes the fond
mild winter; other
realms are noisy
& unanimous. You tap
the screen & dream
while waiting; four
kinds of forever
visit you today:
something, nothing,
everything & art,
greater than you are
& of your making—
One of my favorites of your posts!
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