The New Human Condition

Here is a bit of poetry for a rainy Tuesday morning (blame Hurricane Ida). This is one of my favorites from Linford Detweiler of Over the Rhine. 

Here’s an idea

Let’s grab this life and wring its neck with joy

So that when it comes time to die

When we find we have no breath left

It is because we willingly strangled ourselves

With love

Fell down dead

And mostly happy

Joe Poetry Life, Over the Rhine