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    • Stacey Robinson

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    • March 13, 2014 in Bloggers

    Ladders

    I am terrified of ladders.

    It is not the going up –

    the ascent,

    the rickety step up

    on tiny see-through slats,

    slats you can see through from here

    to next Tuesday,

    to Heaven and back.

    I am not interested in

    the view from Heaven.

     

    I am not interested in the view from Tuesday.

    Today is struggle enough.

     

    It is not the up-ended feeling

    of ungainly-

    ungraceful-

    uncertain ascent,

    nor the straight-edged precision

    of the death-gripped

    held-breath

    tentative step

    Down,

    with its trickster promise of

    return

    and solid ground to come.

     

    Down is done backwards

    (done sometimes in heels),

    and that last step is more question than answer.

     

    I am terrified of ladders

    and their rickety

    rattling

    restless

    motion,

    traveling Up,

    with no rest before

    Down,

    A constant struggle

    to balance

    against the ceaseless flow

    of feathers and

    Perfection.

     

    Easier –

    infinitely easier –

    to wrestle with the ground

    and Myself.

     



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