Poem from issue 20. It Wasn't Supposed To Come Down Hard... by James Nemeth

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[carter]

For some reason I always turn to the centre pages when I get UD. Kind of a habit.

Glad I did this time. This poem is amazing.

The sense of place and movement within a city that's alive. The sense of alienation and connectedness both at the same time. The sense of lost chances, and how we regret them. This part:

'while sitting on the brick stair steps,
I scanned the sky,
and asked my others
of the universes beyond,
why it is that I should feel,
ashamed of myself'

Wow. I've been there so many times, and in the context of the poem it means even more.

This is one I'll be rereading.

Carter.

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tell it, carter.  this is one of the best poems in the issue, i think.  that whole shocking moment when you realize, fuck, i've been going about this whole thing all wrong...

the whole 'men of knowledge' theme is really familiar, but i can't recall where i know it from.  anyone have any guesses?