Plotinus & The Whale

Plotinus & The Whale

by Cam M. Roberts


“The philosophy of Plotinus has always exerted a peculiar fascination upon those
whose discontent with things as they are has led them to seek the realities behind
what they took to be merely the appearances of the sense.”

A sort of undeserving ebullience one feels
wandering about in darkness, away and alone,
and a slight subsequent inkling
of the dawn’s disillusionment, which is not
so much sensed as it is unnerving,
It occurs right before the light of day barges over
this far-flung panorama of land too jagged and scraggly
to consider an ideal horizon, as if
the one white-knuckled within your mind’s eye
is a likely possibility for the real rising sun you’ll never
bust, or ever outrun.

He whispered to his nightly afterthoughts:
Save your grief for what counts.  

And so, the light pierced the dying darkness
like a hook of hyperbole, an insufficient rust-raped
word infected with the mist of irreverence –

Imagine then, a different word:
To which must come, “Captain Ahab
dreams of violence” singing in my head,
at times, I’ve no self-discipline –

I say this now with such vehemence
because I wonder if a voice awoke this
within him,
or if it were the silence he might find
being swallowed by a whale
in the stomach of the seven seas.


© CMR, 2013

About Cam M. Roberts

Actor, Writer & Poet. WFU '12. NCSSM '08.
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3 Responses to Plotinus & The Whale

  1. 12kilroy says:

    I love “an insufficient rust-raped / word”

  2. Wow Cam, what a dark yet deep read.

  3. yasniger says:

    Reblogged this on yasniger and commented:
    Save your grief for what counts.

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