Andrew Wyeth, "Loden Coat" |
What
if This Road
What
if this road, that has held no surprises
these
many years, decided not to go
home
after all; what if it could turn
left
or right with no more ado
than
a kite-tail? What if its tarry skin
were
like a long, supple bolt of cloth,
that
is shaken and rolled out, and takes
a
new shape from the contours beneath?
And
if it chose to lay itself down
in a
new way; around a blind corner,
across
hills you must climb without knowing
what’s
on the other side; who would not hanker
to
be going, at all risks? Who wants to know
a
story’s end, or where a road will go?
Sheenagh
Pugh
“What
if?” But it isn’t really a question as much as an inevitability. The road will change. It will take us to
unexpected places. It will not look like we remembered. Sometimes we will feel
lost. And even if right now the road is as it has been for a long, long time,
it might suddenly change, and that’s unsettling. The way this poem takes that
sense of uncertainty, of helplessness even (a kite-tail?), and makes it into a
challenge – “ Who would not hanker to be going, at all risks?” - is such a clever turn-around. If only we always had this strength of mind, to see beyond the changing
topography, to the thread that runs beneath. To turn our fear into wonder, our agitation to excitement, knowing that the thread will always lead us home.
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