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Saturday, June 22, 2019

The Burrow (for F. Kafka)

The tunnel is in your head
So too is the light and the fear
Of the oncoming train
Even the sense of relief
You feel upon finally
Emerging into the open air

Day by day we claw
Our way forward
Mind is the metaphor
The burrow that
Contains everything

Through every twist and turn
We hear the sounds
Of nearby scratching but
It's mostly for a deeper silence
We endlessly dig and yearn


A few weeks ago I had the chance to read The Burrow by Franz Kafka for the first time.  What an incredible story - I think it may be the best short story I've read.  Though technically the translator classified it among Kafka's unfinished works, it's hard to imagine a more definitive presentation of Kafka's world view -- that it is unfinished only makes it more perfectly apt as a description of his life and work of endless digging.

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