i want to write
of love
and joy
and soaring, leaping feelings
i want to sing
of fire
and lust
and passion
i want to celebrate
days spent in bed
years spent devoted
moments spent
over the morning paper
as friends
but i cannot
i am afraid
i do not speak this language
i do not dare write these words
i do not risk this hope
i sit in the silence
and my wretched heart
despairs
to risk
to be exposed
i lift my head
as the teacher speaks to me
bringing
courage
to my heart
light
to my eyes
soothing my fears
with faith
to love
he whispers
is to risk
and to risk
is to be exposed
but
to love
is to attempt glory
and to gamble on glory
is to chance grief
grief is not without
having tasted
glory
and glory will not be reached
without the risk
of falling
crashing
taking the leap
for
over
because
to chance
grief
unafraid.
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Editor: Catherine Monkman
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