Wisdom
I didn’t really get him when he taught
us the folly of thinking that life pits
one against another — but no, that’s not
it at all — wisdom and everything good
is passed along — life’s bucket brigade. I got
it later, in the men’s room, where we would
line up at the trough. I was still at my wit’s
end before I suddenly understood
him when he said, “We are but conduits.”
© Michael Fleming
Brattleboro, Vermont
December 2019
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