Poets are shameless

A poem a day… or a season…

If I feel physically as if the top of my head were taken off I know that is poetry.

~Emily Dickinson

Poets are shameless with their experiences: they exploit them.

~Friedrich Nietzsche

‘Therefore’ is a word the poet must not know.

~Andre Gide


Here is something as if “my head were taken off.” Working and “exploiting” Jazz is a wonderful way of feeling good about life. “Therefore” poems really capture feelings of being alive. Or as my sister “shamelessly” said once, “Is-ing.” That is what poetry captures.  

Here is my little project.

Starring:

Whiskey: the black kitty girl.

Nacho Man: The orange cat.

Mikey: The kitty of the garden.

Bees: On Football bush. (HUM HUM HUM)

The back garden: From the Cornell’s address.

Raven was heard too.

And the rest of my poem speaks for

The day or a season.


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