June Ars Poetica
whisper in a dark room to me / oh poem / star shooting yellow / and construct for me / some form there / when I need it most / a poem always finds me / like a conversation / I tell you / I have been grabbed / by the shoulder and clung to / found cracked poems / at the grocery store / and shined them / I have been left alone / with my sick body / and a poem / has always found me there / I sup on poems / jewel puzzle boxes / holy mana moons / dirty incomprehensible / ciphers
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“found cracked poems / at the grocery store / and shined them ”
Love it.
This has been my experience, too, Shaun:
I have been left alone / with my sick body / and a poem / has always found me there
You draw the world well in your poems, full of emotion and exquisite imagery.
Lovely! Sometimes they do just grab you by the shoulder, and sometimes you find them cracked at the grocery store.
I was going to comment that my favorite bit was “a poem always finds me” and the next few bits, but every part after that was so lovely that I’ll just this is a great poem and a great way to end June.
Thank you for sharing your work this month — it’s been abolutely lovely!
Thank you Shaun
What a sweet end to a very generative month for you, Shaun. I appreciated all your kind and genuine comments on my poems (and on other people’s). Yours was a reassuring face on LexPoMo this June. I really enjoy your writing. It captures so much of the felt essence of things in the precise images you choose. I hope we get a chance to meet in person some day! Best of luck on where you writing takes you next. Cheers!
Shaun, you’re an amazing poet. Especially like the form here; I’m gonna try it.
I agree with libby.
Very interesting form !
Nice to meet you 🙂