(1976 / New York / United States)


Never, never, never, never, never.
—King Lear

Even now I can't grasp "nothing" or "never."
They're unholdable, unglobable, no map to nothing.
Never? Never ever again to see you?
An error, I aver. You're never nothing,
because nothing's not a thing.
I know death is absolute, forever,
the guillotine—gutting—never to which we never say goodbye.
But even as I think "forever" it goes "ever"
and "ever" and "ever." Ever after.
I'm a thing that keeps on thinking. So I never see you
is not a thing or think my mouth can ever. Aver:
You're not "nothing." But neither are you something.
Will I ever really get never?
You're gone. Nothing, never—ever.

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Comments (8)

A beautifully conceived meaningful and thought provoking poem. Thanks for sharing.
The poem presents a nice discourse on the truth about ever to never. It can lead the reader to philosophize in his own unique way. Thanks for sharing the poem.
a nice write, great.. thanks for sharing
An error! ! With the muse of life. Thanks for sharing this poem with us.
If I aver That I am averse To random words Strung up to make a verse, Would it be 'free verse'? And maybe earn a point From a reader to anoint It as winner some day? Hope so. AM
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