Thursday, May 28, 2026

TO FRUITION

This is how a poet grows—one line 
after one line, word by word,
til it's done:

As a poet, you learn 
to get over it. As a poem, to get
into it, then perhaps through it. 

As a poet, you express yourself.
As a poem, you'll come to see
what that means. 

As a poet, you have borne 
authenticity's cross. As a poem, 
you can finally bear to put it down.

As a poet, you were lost 
but now are found.
As a poem, you won't care; 

you'll be at home everywhere. 
As a poet, you'll mature; 
you will learn to bare your soul.

As a poem, you'll make 
a coat for that soul
to keep the poor thing warm.