Meaning

You can find it in a church
or at the clinic.
In a textbook
or on the streets.
You can find it in art
or mathematics.
In life or death...
It exists under the sun—
revolves around the sun—
and lies in distant suns.
It is printed up in courtrooms
and spray painted on
bathroom stalls.
It is found on Park Avenue
or in a dumpster.
It lies in ancient Greece
or post modern Tokyo.
It exists somewhere between
the black of the Universe
and a ray of light on the carpet.
You can find it in noise
and in silence.
In activity and stillness.
A college degree
or calloused hands.
It is found in a pill,
at a bath house,
or inside a syringe.
Babies, geriatrics,
diversity, genocide,
fire, water
or a violin.
I suspect it is even
found in suicides.
Still…
I wonder about meaning—
and the meaning
behind it

Vincent John Ancona is currently working on his third collection of poems. He was one of four poets nationwide to receive an honorable mention in the esteemed McGill Poetry Award, and has been published in The Bicycle Review, The Absurdist Monthly Review, Web Digest Weekly and Maelan Magazine. His first book of poems, Introspection, can be purchased on Amazon.