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Tuesday, September 15, 2015

Albert Huffstickler: "The Edge of Doubt"



















There is always
that edge of doubt.
Trust it.
That's where
the new things come from. If
you can't live with it,
get out because,
when it's gone
you're on automatic,
repeating something
you've learned.
Let your prayer be:
save me from that tempting
certainty that
leads me back
from the edge,
that dark edge where
the first light breaks.




"The Edge of Doubt" by Albert Huffstickler. Text as published in Journal for Anthroposophy (Fall, 1994).

Curator's note: This is an update to today's post, which presented the poem with very different line breaks and capitalization. I had been unable to locate a source for that earlier version. My thanks to subscriber Julie Roehm for providing a source citation so I could track down this text.

Art credit: Untitled image by unknown photographer.


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1 comment :

  1. Phyllis Cole-DaiThursday, September 17, 2015

    Joe Blanda of Austin, TX, writes me that he also found this poem in a chapbook of Huff's called "The Certitude of Laundromats" (1995) and it looked like this:

    There is always
    that edge of doubt.
    Trust it.
    That's where
    the new things come from. If

    you can't live with it,
    get out because,
    when it's gone
    you're on automatic,
    repeating something

    you've learned.
    Let your prayer be:

    save me from that tempting
    certainty
    that leads
    me back
    from the

    edge

    that dark edge
    where the first
    light breaks.


    Thanks, Joe!

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