A Good Feeling
I have a good feeling about it,
I say, or, I don’t have a good
feeling about it. Not a conscience,
or a charm. More like a faulty
pilot light, warmth or a sudden
draft, no good feeling there.
Who knows if my antilogic
knows anything, steering me
into one apartment over another,
pulling unwise honesty or silence
from me like a magician’s string
of handkerchiefs. Decisions
from such small reassurance,
a flame surfacing or hibernating,
a whole person consulting some
tiny, fiery impulse, a glimpse
of the satisfaction to follow
should we properly recognize
the feeling. Pleasure. Pride.
Inserting definite articles into
our plans for narration, the
right move, the perfect time,
the best option. I told me so,
we long to say to ourselves,
testing small mouthfuls of how
the future could look to see
if we should drink it down.
Wonderful imagery (the pilot light, the magician's string of handkerchiefs).
ReplyDeleteI especially like the lines "a whole person consulting some // tiny, fiery impulse" and "Inserting definite articles into/ our plans for narration".
The "good feeling", the "gut feeling": isn't it great we still have this mysterious something, that we can't really explain, to help guide our decisions? Like how we rely on our hearts even when the mind says no no no.
Oh, goodness that last line!
ReplyDelete"I told me so" !!!!!
ReplyDeleteI have a good feeling about this poem, Hannah. (:--P)
ReplyDeleteHa ha..."I told me so"...I tell me so for real, and then I frequently have to say...I deserved it. : ) A good educated gut feeling beats all! : )
ReplyDelete"More like a faulty
ReplyDeletepilot light, warmth or a sudden
draft, no good feeling there."
And the last stanza, every word, complete.
I am always inserting definite articles -- but not into my plans for narration, more like into my plans for projects!
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