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The Great Unfinished

A Song Half-Sung

By Tim CarmichaelPublished 5 months ago 1 min read
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Here I am walking somewhere between the morning I left

and the evening I have yet to meet

My feet carrying forward what my mind has begun to release

The thought that started three blocks back still turning

still shaping itself into something I can hold

You who know this feeling You who have stood

in the middle of becoming neither here nor there

Your heart beating its steady rhythm while your soul

sorts through the beautiful debris of a day half lived

The conversations that linger the decisions that hover

like birds uncertain of their next perch

I am the walker midstride the thinker midrevelation

The one whose words form and dissolve before reaching

the place where speaking begins

Watch how the sidewalk unfolds beneath me

each step a small act of faith

each breath a commitment to the next moment arrival

What magnificent thing is this to be caught

between departure and destination

to carry within me both the echo of where I have been

and the promise of where I am going

The world spreads before me endless and welcoming

and I democratic in my uncertainty

embrace both the question and its eventual answer

Here in this suspension this beautiful hanging between

I am most myself most American

most alive to possibility

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About the Creator

Tim Carmichael

Tim is an Appalachian poet and cookbook author. He writes about rural life, family, and the places he grew up around. His poetry and essays have appeared in Bloodroot and Coal Dust, his latest book.

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  • Tiffany Gordon5 months ago

    Glorious work Tim! This is a masterpiece! You have a winner on your hands my friend! BRAVO!

  • Krysha Thayer5 months ago

    This piece is so beautifully written. I keep getting pulled to these lines that I think will stay with me for awhile. They make me feel like everyone has a past that doesn't necessarily shape their future. You can make of it what you will. "the echo of where I have been and the promise of where I am going"

  • Aspen Marie 5 months ago

    Your poem is beautiful, Tim. I especially loved these lines but I could reference many more! "You who have stood in the middle of becoming neither here nor there Your heart beating its steady rhythm while your soul sorts through the beautiful debris of a day half lived" Majestic. A lovely way to view Americans from this ol' Canadian chum

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