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Today's Poem: "To the Limit" by Hiram Larew

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Today we feature a poem by one of our regularly contributing poets, Hiram Larew, founder of the informal Poetry X Hunger initiative created in 2017 as a way to bring two areas of interest—poetry and hunger prevention—together. Upon retiring from the U.S. Department of Agriculture, where he helped guide international agriculture programs, he noticed that relatively little poetry about hunger was available. Believing in the power of poetry to touch hearts and minds, he launched Poetry X Hunger as a way to encourage poets to write about hunger. To read more about Hiram, visit his websites:



"To the Limit" first appeared in WriteNowLit and will show up in his upcoming collection This Much Very, due out in January 2025 from Alien Buddha Press.



 

From Hiram:

Beyond headlines or turmoil or vote count, there's the moon.  

Alongside many celestial relatives, it offers a timeless infinite as balm.  

Or, if not some solace, at least a silent presence. Which, in these times, is such a welcomed friend. Yes, the poem hopes to shake a lunar hand.    



To the Limit

 

Someone asks what I would fight for …

 

Well I’d fight for the moon in a heartbeat

With its halo of wisdom

Its cloud-cover of guess

And its wish to

Even its merely

Yes I’d march for its glowing

 

And I’d defend the moon with longings

With anything I could muster

No limits --

To keep it up over

For harvests or phases

Even for no one

 

Then if allowed to

I’d rejoice in its quiet apart from

That always wins me

For as long as what matters 

Lets me --

The moon’s mix of far away but right there

All gathered around 


First published in WriteNowLit


 

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