Poetry Lesson
And yet, we know something of bitterness—This draining out of love in syllablesTeaches us, among other things, silenceAnd how to talk our way around it.(My first published poem, Poetry Northwest, Winter 1970-71--going on forty and still teaching.)
Wonderful! Does this qualify as a chestnut? No—it's still fresh and true, while a chestnut is true but no longer fresh. Whatever it is that's teaching you has been doing a damn good job for a long long time.
ReplyDeleteI concur. And then some. This one's a diamond. Efharisto, Vassilis!
ReplyDeleteWhat a wonderful start to a brilliant career. This one sends shivers up my spine.
ReplyDeleteThis poem proves that perfection is possible in art and life, and that it does, in fact, exist.
ReplyDeleteDear friends,
ReplyDeleteOnce again, your most thoughtful comments have left this "old" nut speechless. Thank you so much for your generosity.