Tread the Dark is arranged in such a fashion,
as to give you a theme of the metaphysical emptiness
with which I confront the world.
The big word is the cosmos.
And how we regain a foothold in life,
how it's possible to regain a foothold after this vacancy.
So I don't intend to read the whole book by no means,
but I want to read one or two poems that will make you--
that will put you closer to the scene than what
I'm saying at the moment.
I'll read you the very first poem of the book itself, which
states the theme I believe.
It's titled Brightness as a Poignant Light.
I tread the dark, and my steps are silent.
I am alone, and feel a ghostly joy, wildly free
and yet I do not live absolutely and forever.
But my ghostly joy is that I am come to light, for some reason
known only to the dark.
Perhaps to view itself in me.
As I tread the dark, led by the light of my pulsating mind,
I am faithful to myself, my child.
Still, how can I'd be happy to have been born only to return
to my father, the dark?
To feel his power and die.
I take comfort that I am my father,
speaking as a child against my fatherhood.
This is the silence I hear my heart beating in, but not
for me.