on being a poet

Discussion in 'Poet's Corner' started by thedeafmusician, Jul 18, 2008.

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  1. thedeafmusician

    thedeafmusician Staff Alumni

    i think it would be easier
    not being a poet. imagine,
    coming home and being able
    to read a book, without
    being hit by waves
    of similies and metaphors,
    all desperately clamouring
    for attention, like a group
    of preschoolers
    learning how to play catch.

    or sitting in the middle of an
    english exam, drafting an essay
    plan, only to realise the art
    and intricate perfection in
    the composition of an idea,
    so perfect in its perfection,
    that it HAS to be made into a poem.
    of course, i can't write it down,
    its the middle of an english exam!
    so instead i sit in silence and tap my pencil,
    ignoring the incredible itching
    in my fingers. later, of course,
    the idea is forgotten, left to dry
    and collect dust, unentertained.

    it'd be so much simpler to have
    a brain not full of words, brimming
    with them, threatening explosion.
    there would be no need to write,
    record, transform, consider or to
    create. instead, to simply exist
    in the world, perhaps as a bird,
    or the thought-fox, that i've
    never seen, but have read about
    in poems.
     
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