the Giving

staring into, at the thing
the thing i barely see
there's no good way to put it
the thing is watching me
the more i ask, the more i see
the less that i get done
the less i do, the less i know
the more that i must shun
the more i give up to the thing
the less i have to give
the more i take, the less i make
that's how i lose my gift

This poem was originally featured in the May 2026 Blue Moon issue of our monthly almanac, the Liminal.
*Fox & Thistle Studio passionately invites minstrels and musicians to weave our verses into melodies of their own — and to share the song with us if you do.
All poems by Richard W. Saunders, presented by Fox & Thistle Studio.
