17 August 2009

of a closer cohort

Perhaps such a time as this
transports us
to different times when
men such as us
were of closer cohort.

When at one time men gathered
for battle;
for land or glory
or to win the heart of some

Young lady.


Perhaps at a time when

Men congregated

on the terms of

competition and sport

for yet more glory and land

and still there must be

a young woman.


On more joyous occasions

Of revelry and storytelling;

Of song and creativity do men gather

To restore a balance of fruit and labor.


With each round table

Do men consider themselves kings;

With each wound and drink,

With each ballad and calloused palm

Do men find themselves of royal worth.


At such a time as this,

Let us drink to this single moment

At which we find ourselves

in such a close cohort.







photography by Rob Stukenberg (c)2009
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2 comments:

Chase said...

love it, brotha!
you fellows look great

loverfighterlesser said...

yeah! loved the poem. love the pictures. 'cause i love you. love the anatomy of larks and vultures. love.