Monday, July 27, 2015

Word Games?

A poet said on
the radio that
poems are word games—
any more is just
being pretentious.

What if word games are
the very pretense 
of making poems,
putting on an act, 
regardless of things . . .

all the while leaving 
world to languish in 
and poets to be 
swallowed up by words. 

Who would then miss them?

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