Tuesday, February 10, 2009

a write way and a wrong way

Poetry is for...getting smarter, so you can say how you really feel with just the write words. For...searching for a way to tell the little red-haired girl that you love her. And for...filling blogs when you aren't ready to fill them with your own words!


Where the poet stops, the poem
begins. The poem asks only
that the poet get out of the way.

The poem empties itself
in order to fill itself up.

The poem is nearest the poet
when the poet laments
that it has vanished forever.

When the poet disappears
the poem becomes visible.

What may the poem choose,
best for the poet?
It will choose that the poet
not choose for himself.


"The Master"
by: Donald Hall

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