Thursday, January 22, 2015

The Great Un



I find
that when not smoking a cigarette
or playing a video game,
or solving a puzzle,
eating or drinking something,
or not talking to someone,
reading a book, watching TV,
having the radio on
or doing anything else,
when I find myself
in that void,
that emptiness,
that unknown now
we so greatly fear,
where all that I have failed to notice resides,
all that I have deemed as of little importance
to myself, my ego,
all that is NOT in my memory,
NOT my belief,
NOT in my past,
or any part of my pleasure, my amusement, my comfort,
which does NOT pertain to me,
NOT all that to which I cling so tenaciously,
hoping vainly
to assuage my fears,
That there,
beyond all that screams,
“Look at me! Listen to me!
Pay attention to ME!”
There,
by the second leaf on the right,
on the fifth stem,
on the lowest branch,
of the tree,
with one brown spot near the tip,
rimmed with red against all the green,
so far beyond
anything that matters,
beyond the limits of all my desires
and consciousness,
there,
from that place,
I look around and see,
all of that which is of no interest to me,
that is totally unburdened
by my opinions and considerations,
un-commented upon,
un-important,
un-interesting,
and from that place,
on the precipice of that leaf,
on that branch,
the very edge of the past,
looking into the present,
into the fearsome, un-known, un-til this moment,
into all of that,
which is not me,
I let go,
I open,
letting it all RUSH
out and into
all that is just there,
un-noticed,
un-concentrated,
un-remembered,
un-thought of,
un-threatening,
un-safe,
un-pleasurable,
un-painful,
un-heeded,
un-needed,
un-redeemed,
just un-
U-u-u-n-n-n-n-n-n-n-n-n-n-n-nnnnnnnnnn!
And there,
tumbling, trembling,
laughing,
unbound,
through all the joy and love of life,
within the great without, the great un,
falling free,
just me and thee.


— Russell Rosander


An artist and poet living in the Costalegre of Mexico, Russell Rosander is also a co-founder of the Bar None Group. Russell hosts weekly readings and discussions on poetry, art, music and literature...but mostly poetry at Chynna's Backstage Bar in Barra de Navidad, Mexico. You can find more of Russell's writing at Russell Rosander Short Stories where Prayer for a Friend Suffering from Depression first appeared.

Russell has two new limited edition volumes of poetry — The Creator is the Devil and Heart of One — available for purchase at his weekly Friday appearances at Hector's Corner Bar in Barra de Navidad. Copies are also available at Babalu's Café and Books in Melaque, Jalisco, Mexico.