Weaving a Web

by Khaled Nusseibeh

Is it a veritable vacuum or block?

Visiting the condition of a writer?

As though an uneasy feeling

That nothing worthwhile is expressible

An overarching aspect is a certain pessimism

A diminished propensity for creative articulation

An inarticulacy weaving a web

Around a mind insufficiently practiced

Shall I turn to the classics for inspiration?

Here an idea, there an idea

As though a futility amid intellectual abundance

To be overcome through greater will

Or volition that pursues half-baked ideas

Turning them into worthwhile notions

Or images of a vast environment

Or ideas that abound in a cosmic setting

Replete with facts and phenomena

Amenable to human gaging and apprehension

In an ephemeral life of infinite variety

Complexity, richness- telling a vast amount

To minds and societies that wish to know

To understand, to extend the immense frontiers of knowledge

Just like chasing a rolling stone

Holding it, touching it, discovering it and loving it