Daniel Anthony

October 14, 1952 -- Chicago
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Facing Myself Driving

A moment of rare silence,
perhaps honesty, even prayer
on my drive home at night
among jacked-up trucks,
shifty-eyed low beams,
shifting medians of concrete
and brake lights as far as I can see.

I’m afraid what I will do trying
to outrun this life and untold others
I’ve cut off and are now coming at me.
A true fear, the kind I trust
as I grip the wheel with the strength
of anger that sees its worth in me.

Some mornings I stand in the road
and the moon is full in the trees
and pulling for me. Birdsong
is bringing me first light
to wear like a St. Christopher medal
against the surround sound
of the expressway always close by.
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