Excerpt

From A Wild Peculiar Joy

Author  Irving Layton

THERE WERE NO SIGNS

By walking I found out
Where I was going.

By intensely hating, how to love.
By loving, whom and what to love.

By grieving, how to laugh from the belly.

Out of infirmity, I have built strength.
Out of untruth, truth.
From hypocrisy, I wove directness.

Almost now I know who I am.
Almost I have the boldness to be that man.

Another step
And I shall be where I started from.


Copyright © 2004 by Irving Layton

McClelland & Stewart

Non-Fiction Poetry