<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=387937" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>I Am There... I Am Here!</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">the further i get from myself, <br>the closer i get to my self...<br>in variant forms expounding, <br>in a thousand blades of grass.<br>in the block long laid in the factory building, <br>vacant but for ghosts of unnamed families fed.<br>in the boat too long stuck in sand, <br>in the dirge darkness of the mine.<br>in the rabbit turd, the chattering squirrel, <br>in cattle feeding awaiting death.<br>in the sterile stink of the hospital, <br>in the bedpan, and the monitor silent.<br>in the crud of the old man's beard, <br>the sagging breasts of the old woman rocking...<br>in the cry of passion from the back seat of a car, <br>in the old man bumming a smoke.<br>in angry minds gathered at the table, <br>whispering of revolution.<br>in the picket line, and the heads caved in, <br>in the death row cell.<br>in the empty church, on the courthouse steps, <br>in gunshots heard in the night.<br>in the crack pipe, and the college textbook, <br>in black skin, white skin, and all others.<br>in the thoughts men are afraid to think...<br>in feelings too long repressed.<br>in the sacredness of mundane and simple...<br>in the beauty of the moment...<br>yes, yes! i am there, i am here!</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Eric+Cockrell">Eric Cockrell</a><div class=q> <img src="https://www.citatepedia.ro/g/32share.png" style="float:left" alt="Share"> <script type="text/javascript" src="//s7.addthis.com/js/300/addthis_widget.js#pubid=citatepedia" async="async"></script><div style="display:inline-block" class="addthis_sharing_toolbox" data-url="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=387937" data-title="I Am There... I Am Here! de Eric Cockrell" data-description="the further i get from myself, the closer i get to my self... in variant forms expounding, in a thousand blades of grass. in the block long laid in the factory building, vacant but for ghosts of unnamed families fed. in the boat too long stuck ..."></div> </div> </div>

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