Foreign Correspondent
Learn to be a foreign correspondent
in your own country
question its motives
policies & procedures
laws are dead
without spirit
Learn to be a foreign correspondent
in your own mind
four-wheel-driving through your thoughts
aids stodge dislocation, scale removal
opens up another room
another world
Learn to be a foreign correspondent
in your own heart
hurl against the darkness
a thimbleful of love
pull weeds, let others hoe a little
like snuffling for truffles, let your love
root out diamonds on the inside
This poem was first posted on my old blog in 2008.
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