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Philosophers by Ace Boggess

I miss discussing existentialism

with friends around a table

in a smoke-filled corner of the club

 

where we sipped oil-slick coffee &

named the sorcerers

whose books of conjuring we read.

 

The bar is gone,

cigarettes banned & frowned upon

by the lips they dangle from.

 

My friends, too,

have taken their coffee with them

as they’ve fanned across a continent.

 

What of the philosophers?

They were dead before we started,

lost to their ideas.

 

Some like Berdyaev wrote beautiful words

few will read.

Others like Sartre said too much to be believed.

Ace Boggess is author of six books of poetry, including Escape Envy (Brick Road Poetry Press, 2021), I Have Lost the Art of Dreaming It So, and The Prisoners. His writing has appeared in Michigan Quarterly Review, Notre Dame Review, Harvard Review, Mid-American Review, and other journals. An ex-con, he lives in Charleston, West Virginia, where he writes and tries to stay out of trouble.

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