Almost All Elephant

Almost all elephant …

Poet Kay Ryan’s words describe a room I have been in (too) many times. What about you?

In these instances, the elephant is the room. Looking around a room like this, there is a desire to shout out:

can’t you all see the elephant?

doesn’t this elephant make you feel uncomfortably claustrophobic?

wouldn’t you prefer to be in a room cleared of ‘solid elephant’?

Yet, (too) often the allure of denial and normalcy prevail.

And, as the poem goes on to say …

“there’s no room to talk about it”.

I’m curious, what might change if there was?

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