What Now? – a poem by Paul Vincent Cannon

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“The future … seems to me no unified dream but a mince pie …” Edward Young

What Now?

Repetitive Days,
clamping to the bench,
the clang of metal,
choosing actions,
being filtered,
tectonic turning plates,
left and right,
spindle and handle,
sinew cranking hard,
the heft of life,
an endless vista of 
grind and broken 
dreams as mince,
what now the plate?


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21 responses to “What Now? – a poem by Paul Vincent Cannon

  1. Pingback: What Now? – a poem by Paul Vincent Cannon — parallax – A Better Man

  2. Beautiful portrayal of that question that haunts me many times. Well written Paul

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  3. I’m losing my appetite Paul …

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  4. What now, indeed? I say, transform that minced meat into a tasty dish for the discriminating palate.

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  5. Universal Reality!

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  6. what now.. nice reflections Paul. I say use it as a frisbee Paul! 😂💖

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  7. Beautiful lines yes now the question is ” What now the plate”? Well shared thanks 😊👍

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