
The Good Man
a poem by
Aaron Simon
For Torino
He’s cold in the sun
calculating his steps
in place of dreams
stranger and more real
stones under his bare feet
each window a compass
in alleys of laundry flying
a ceremonial breeze
he sees the rain
before he feels it
approaching the piazza
and stops to give lessons
to kids playing on the statue
philology first
the importance of hermeneutics
then a brief history
of domesticated seeds
he who is untimely
let him skip the first stone
across a new Elysium
in place of dreams
© Aaron Simon—Nietzsche Circle, 2010
(published in Hyperion: On the Future of Aesthetics, a web publication of The Nietzsche Circle: www.nietzschecircle.com, May 2010)

