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On the Professional Diarist

There must be something more to it,
some sense behind the scenes,
a glimpse of meaning not quite shared,
or else my mind’s not keen
enough to understand the point
of merely keeping track
of each new day’s minutiae;
the long hours looking back
on what appears so trivial
would seem to waste, in turn,
great spans of time recording it;
who has such time to burn?

And why think such small moments
are something to be shared,
imagining some audience
is out there, and will care?
I wonder, in a thousand years,
will my old grocery list
of little peeves and daily notes
stand out from the great mist
and find interpretation
as the cipher that unlocks
the soul of this time that we’re in,
or if it’s just a crock.

23 APR 2006

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Signs of Life

There are some who write endless streams of words,
describing the minutiae with detail
that just boggles the imagination;
and every so often, epiphanies

result, for me, just from reading the stuff.
But the writer shows no visible sign
of having grown or changed from the event –
as if it hadn’t happened in their life.

Then there are others, who in one small word
show signs of positive evolution,
and actually learn from their experience.

It takes both kinds to make a world, I guess;
but if own your life does not involve you,
what is the point of writing it all down?

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