Introduction
Horseshoe

2018 was a terrible year, theoretically, but a great year, fatalistically. It was the year I found myself out of work, with a small child and another on the way. I could sense destruction all around me. But through the disruption, something opened up and I began a transformation that was as overwhelming and anxiety-inducing as it was fantastic and creative.

There is something that happens when you truly confront losing important parts of your life. I read Pema Chödrön's When Things Fall Apart during this time. There are hard and beautiful truths in her book:

"When we reach our limit… a hardness in us will dissolve."

I had reached my limit. After 20 years of climbing, pushing, pulling in the world of commercial agencies, I had become a fighter. Successful by those metrics. Unsuccessful by others. But this was just a layer on top of another layer of who I had become. Because under the fighter was the worker; the provider, the father, the doer of things. The fighter protected the worker, under the worker… well, I had forgotten entirely what was beneath that.

What happened to me in the corporate agency world was what happens to many. Heidi Klum put it best with her Project Runway opener:

"In fashion, one day you're in, and the next day you're out."

I was out. Out of moves. Out of work. Quickly running out of money. As things ripped apart, at some point I threw my hands up and spoke the words I'd been holding down, for too long:

"Take Me."

I give up - take everything. Take the house, the car, even the kids… take it all. I can't protect it anymore. I can't be the one to keep it together. I failed and if everything leaves, so be it. Take me was my abyss edge, arms spread, wondering which way the wind will blow.

Other animals can build. Other animals can sing. Every animal has their vocabulary and their clever instincts. And every animal eventually returns to the earth. Only humans have poetry.

7 Years. Good Luck. is the poetry I wrote during the period of undoing. Shedding what I had become and reforming as the me beneath the layers. I now know who that is. But that's a different set of poems. This here is the wild freedom of undoing - exploring words, ideas and the raw power of associative thinking. It's feet up and floating in the river. Reading through, I feel the weightless letting go of the rhythmic design in nature. I see, I feel, I am - all in one breath. Every animal except us do this all day long. Humans, we start knowing this, and then we layer on top of it all the things we think we're supposed to be.

Only humans have poetry, because only humans make themselves need it.

Horseshoe
SEVEN YEARS. GOOD LUCK.
Poems 2018–2025 · Josh S. Rose
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All works © Josh S. Rose, 2018–2025Published 2025
For Hajnal, who stood by so calmly.