What of those things that move me?

What of those things that move me?
Like the defiant panache of Hamilton
A precocious intellect, no doubt
Brought back to life by that fastidious historian
And that fearsomely fantastic composer

What of those things that move me?
Like direct orders from Anis Mojgani
To shake the dust
and
Rock the fuck out

What of those things that move me?
Like Bo Burnham’s brutal honesty
His musicality, his comedy,
His metaphor in lights.
His pain.

What of those things that move me?
Like Elizabeth Bennet’s saucy verve
The secret longing masked by pride in Darcy
And wont to forget!
Mr. Bennet’s letter to Mr. Collins:
“But if I were you, I would stand by the nephew.
He has more to give.”

What of those things that move me?
Like Beyoncé’s visual, musical velvet
The unparallelled visionary
Heroine of her days.

What of those things that move me?
Like the journey on that bus named Steve
That Sweet Child O’ Mine acoustic
Full of well-meaning extremes.

What of those things that move me?
Like the soft vaults of Whitman. “O me! O life!”
Answer.
That you are here—that life exists and identity,
That the powerful play goes on, and you may contribute a verse.

What of those things that move me?
I carry them with me
Essentials in my backpack.
Tender motivations for creating
art
That makes life worth living.

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