Sunday, November 4, 2012

A poem for last years husband.

You cannot mend it with poetry
you cannot learn how to be a poet
as much as
you cannot learn how to be an artist.

All you can try
is
sadly
to learn techniques
which you hope will allow you
to present yourself
as less of a
less of a
as less of a failure in the first place

a failure for not understanding
that poetry is innate

and a poet ceases to be a poet
when he ceases to fail.

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