Genuine Falsities

I wish I had somewhere dark

to write of the sun,

for where but in a sepulcher

could light be recalled?

I take what I cannot know

and turn it into a memoir,

this is who I am,

and the reasons are lying

in my skin,

for I have written of a heart

I have never seen, and

of a God on an earth

that doesn’t know his face,

because what is most beautiful

is the truth told so far from

the truth that it is

grazing the skin

of a lie.


14 thoughts on “Genuine Falsities

  1. Natalie, this is a beautiful poem, perfectly written, and brings to mind this one of Emily Dickinson’s:

    “Tell all the Truth but tell it slant —
    Success in Circuit lies
    Too bright for our infirm Delight
    The Truth’s superb surprise
    As Lightening to the Children eased
    With explanation kind
    The Truth must dazzle gradually
    Or every man be blind –“

    1. Wow, Joanna, thank you 🙂 I’ve never read that poem, but it’s beautiful – and it expresses the same idea as this one. I love it! Thanks for sharing.

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