A poem on being young, away from home and invincible.
Modern Sonnet 208. Twenty-eight in Asia.
When I was twenty-eight I had an urge
To be the guy I wasn’t, set the scene
New-me could then inhabit. I would purge
Myself of all leftover teenage dreams
That friends I’d found had grown with.
Good dreams too.
The ones that people used to get them out
Of lives I used to want. Those dreams accrued,
Until the thoughts behind them muted doubt
That obvious is all we get to be
When watching all the others do their thing,
But obvious is beautiful. I’ve seen
The life I want to see before me sing.
Then all the world awaited my approach.
I waited. I prepared. From here I launched.
Andrew Barker
14 июн 2022
