On Serious Thinking

 

It isn’t that I take society
And philosophy as unimportant.
They change too fast for me
To keep up – I’ve quit trying,
And the poets who legislated
With supreme confidence have
All been set aside.  I’ve nothing

To add – living near the end
Of the street I’ve been in
And out of nettles and the
Smoke of earlier times
Which I never saw as
Clearly as I thought.  I
Wrought nothing I would

Say of look at this,
It is where I stood and
Stand.  I’m a hiker and
Have moved on and on
Again no longer knowing
Where I’ve been or who
It was I was there with.