Moored

Christopher Phelps

But I think morality is more or less moored to reality. (Ality-to-ality, more than -ism to -ism.) So the suggestion that less is more is not a moral to pass around but a fact about how living things grow, from less of themselves to more of themselves to enough of everything asked to be both valid and sound, with any luck unstricken by a zeroing sum. Enough from finding to found (in the present tense). Enough being parsimonious (once there’s nearly enough) meaning generous. Not asymptotic to completion but willing to turn around and walk back differently and with less determination.

I think a satisfied person is a magpie of minimalities; a sinewy contentedness treading water (water that falls away when it will).

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Christopher Phelps lives in Santa Fe, New Mexico, where he tutors himself and others in math, philosophy, and related mysteries. He is queer and neurodivergent, a twainbow that underwrites his attempts at creative solvency and steadfascination. His poems have appeared in journals including Beloit Poetry JournalThe NationPoetry Magazine, and Zoeglossia. A chapbook, Tremblem, was semi-privately printed in 2018. Christopher hopes to find publishers for his full-length poetry manuscript, Salve Age, and his idiosyncratic poetry-memoir, Stuck-On-Its. Find him at www.christopher-phelps.com.

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