A Movie Log

A blog formerly known as Bookishness

By Charles Matthews

Tuesday, May 11, 2010

Poem of the Day: Samuel Beckett

what would I do without this world faceless incurious 
where to be lasts but an instant where every instant 
spills in the void the ignorance of having been 
without this wave where in the end 
body and shadow together are engulfed 
what would I do without this silence where the murmurs die 
the paintings the frenzies towards succour towards love 
without this sky that soars 
above its ballast dust 

what would I do what I did yesterday and the day before 
peering out of my deadlight looking for another 
wandering like me eddying far from all the living 
in a convulsive space 
among the voices voiceless 
that throng my hiddenness