The lightest realizations arrive in restraint—
so the old masters tell us.
Not unlike the tug at the end of a line.
We have language for what is within reach
but not the mutable form behind it.
Or else, why write.
I’m sick of peering at the ego.
No, my ego’s tired of peering at me—
It’s she who awakens me into being.
So it goes: the seer mistaken for the seen.
From Eye Level (Graywolf Press, 2018). Copyright © 2018 by Jenny Xie. Used with the permission of Graywolf Press.
Jenny Xie's debut poetry collection, Eye Level, was selected by Juan Felipe Herrera as the winner of the 2017 Walt Whitman Award, given by the Academy of American Poets.
Date Published: 2018-04-03
Source URL: https://poets.org/poem/inwardly