Poetry Reading Intro
An explanation of what is−and what is not
I do not read with breathless anticipation
Every golden word I’ve penned.
No, I desire that the verses’ erudition
Be vehicle for their illumination.
With spirit alert, listen, as from a faithful friend.
I disparage not the poets grand
Who write with crafted grace−
Whose very words of sky and even sand
Paint views as flames from passion fanned.
May my words all be with such fiery trace.
I may not be right-brained−leaning to the left.
Perhaps my desire to paint with words
A truth to aptly fill some spiritual cleft−
Make them too literal−emotion-bereft;
Beat enough though, most milk makes curds.
February 26, 2016
The above poem was written as an introduction to public reading of my poems.
I am considering producing youtube videos where I read the poems.
The readings would also be posted to my blog.
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