William Michaelian

Poems, Notes, and Drawings

Windfall

When one lives a simple life, is there a need to impose order? Doesn’t disorder arise from wanting what isn’t needed, and by following what’s traditionally accepted as the right way of doing things — doing what we are expected to do, buying what we are expected to buy, believing what we are expected to believe — without examining their wide-ranging, murderous implications? Observe an angry, disordered household, and see if it isn’t choked by the desire for things in the absence of love. Multiply this several million times. Do you still wonder at the source of hunger, poverty, and war in this world?

Bright the star,
dull the man.

Child before,
child again.

Ripe peaches!

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