Introducing a new series of poems by Julian Matthews. Julian is a writer and Pushcart-nominated poet published in The American Journal of Poetry, Autumn Sky Poetry Daily, Borderless Journal, Beltway Poetry Quarterly, Dream Catcher Magazine, Live Encounters Magazine, Lothlorien Poetry Journal and The New Verse News, among others. He is a mixed-race minority from Malaysia and lived in Ipoh for seven years. Currently based in Petaling Jaya, he is a media trainer and consultant for senior management of multinationals on Effective Media Relations, Social Media and Crisis Communications. He was formerly a journalist with The Star and Nikkei Business Publications Inc
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By Julian Matthews
My muse is a fugitive
My thoughts kidnapped, my words the ransom
I can’t unride this carousel of delusions
I am caught in a vortex rotating on a spindle of time
I am churning, burning, yearning
I am unlearning who I am
Identity is a falsity – you are never who you are
You never get where you’re going, you never arrive
Know thyself, say the sages
Who themselves know not themselves
I let go of line, meter, stanza, and rhyme
I orchestrate my own sentence
All instruments are tuned to lamentation
The universe hums its own hymn, regardless
Nothing makes sense
nothing needs to make sense
until it does, until the monotonous buzzing recedes
and I sense a coming becoming, a wave behave,
the timpani of an epiphany,
a revelation reveals itself
The wind turns the page, and I am at the bottom
of the well of understanding, drawing myself up
in a bucket of words, liquid and fluid
folding over me and into each other
reshaping the dream into inked reality
And then it’s done
First published in Chewers by Masticadores, USA
