WHAT IS A POET?
A poet is a pig for endorphins.
The beautiful world murmurs
“Do me some jazzy, Dollink,
whisper my name.”
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Poets are mainly reminders:
kin, in that way, to bears, orchids,
kindly deeds, obsessive loves...
worlds emergent from murmur -- TA-DA!
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Muse, sweetheart, help me to speak
the winter-bowed sapling; the check-out girl’s
monitored pain; the mountains in sunlight;
the mountain-top-moments of exaltation.
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