Ambiguous AmbiguityA Poem by redzone….thanks h.d.e. rushing for the inspirationAmbiguous Ambiguity
As a poet I want to be understood; to communicate ideas in various forms; to leave little pieces of me on a blank page in a journal of many me’s.
And there are many me’s. But of the many, which one is real; which one less ambiguous? There really is only one answer here, one whole, one truth. When asked, “Who are you”, I can only reply, ME. Where the ambiguity comes in is the diversity of the parts; the ambiguous abnormalities, the foibles, if you will, of a journey filled life, lost sometimes in a dark forest of doubt, but none the less traveling along a path of self-awareness that only really matters if it is speaking truth to justice and the liberation of humankind.
The voice inside my head, the poet’s voice, tells me that ambiguous ambiguity is nothing more than the agnostic’s claim, nothing can ever truly be known. This reminds me of that ancient caveman, who upon seeing a huge orange moon, cowered in fear and said “ugh”. While others, stood, looked, and “sighed”.
N. Shange once wrote, “what should a poem do? It
should make you feel.”*
Aztec Warrior/redzone 2.11.20
*Note: the above quote from N. Shange is more a paraphrase, but the meaning is the same. It comes from a poem she wrote entitled “What Should A Poem Do?”.
Additional note: this poem was written after reading h.d.e. rushin’s poem, “dana”. It was written as more a sharing of ideas on the question of “who are we”, “who am I” © 2020 redzoneAuthor's Note
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