Hard-won Failure Isn’t as Easy as All That to Throw Away
We define ourselves using negative space
Like an optical illusion Where an old woman’s face turns into a young woman’s, Or where white birds define the black ones, Failure, once won, can be used to outline the positive aspects of your life.
We try so hard. I show up again and again, Ready for another tap to the jaw, another punch in the gut. I try so hard.
Sometimes No amount of effort Will save the day. I have failed as a teacher, as a director, as a human More times than I care to count.
And yet — !
By counting these misses, My unique shape becomes apparent. Maybe we don’t have to be perfect. Maybe the messes are the point.
