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I've read maybe five perfectly
executed poems in my sixty plus years.
Each space, each period, comma, each
line length so perfectly placed.
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I long to become a woman of letters,
pushing the hand and mind to work it out,
the world, the universe, on the page
perfectly.
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I can't "Tick it tock it turn it true". I can't
read or write between the lines. One day
I will write the perfect poem and then I will
never be able to write again.
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allets
01-07-14
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Id hate to write a perfect
Id hate to write a perfect poem. or even a popular one. Lol! I guess Im just eccentric like that.
Don't let any one shake your dream stars from your eyes, lest your soul Come away with them! -SS
"Well, it's love, but not as we know it."
In Search Of
I guess we have to settle for near perfect . . . and the quest continues. Best always, dear SS.
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I just learned how to put pictures in letters on postpoems so heare is my Easter Wish for you. ~Star~
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If I read the perfect poem, I
If I read the perfect poem, I wouldn't read any more poetry ... so there will always be the hunt, it will have to be satisfying enough for me.
My Secret River
To posit the perfect poem
To posit the perfect poem puts poets in a precarious tempest. To presume perfection places parameters on point and at peak. The perfect prefers to preponderantly peek at poets, perhaps parades in paradise as all perfect poems prefer. - Thanks for the read - Just Bein' Lady A
There is no perfect poem, but
There is no perfect poem, but the bst I have read is by Amanda McBroom:
The Rose
Some say love, it is a river
That drowns the tender reed
Some say love, it is a razor
That leaves your soul to bleed
Some say love, it is a hunger
An endless aching need
I say love, it is a flower
And you, its only seed
It's the heart, afraid of breaking
That never learns to dance
It's the dream, afraid of waking
That never takes the chance
It's the one who won't be taken
Who cannot seem to give
And the soul, afraid of dying
That never learns to live
When the night has been too lonely
And the road has been too long
And you think that love is only
for the lucky and the strong
Just remember in the winter
Far beneath the bitter snow
Lies the seed
That with the sun's love, in the spring
Becomes the rose
Amanda McBroom
My Secret River
Nice
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Iambs perectly set into evenly measured feet, rhythm predominant, a bit overwhelming, but content is merged into oneness and the voice is even with the presentation and melodiously unified. I enjoyed reading this seval times to get all of it. Thanks for sharing.
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One of my candidates for the perfect poems: By Leroi Jones (Imamu Amiri Baraka)
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The title poem from PREFACE TO A TWENTY VOLUME SUICIDE NOTE, Totem Press/Corinth Books, New York, N.Y., Copyright Leroi Jones 1961
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PREFACE TO A TWENTY VOLUME SUICIDE NOTE
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Lately, Ive become accustomed to the way
The ground opens up and envelopes me
Each time I go out to walk the dog.
Or the broad edged silly music the wind
Makes when I run for a bus . . .
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Things have come to that.
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And now, each night I count the stars,
And each night I get the same number.
And when they will not come to be counted,
I count the holes they leave.
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Nobody sings anymore.
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And then last night, I tiptoed up
To my daughter's room and heard her
Talking to someone, and when I opened
The door, there was no one there . . .
Only she on her knees, peeking into
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Her own clasped hands.
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March 1957
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When I thought about perfect poem, this one came and would not be challenged. ~slc
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Congrats! that is quite an
Congrats! that is quite an achievement! Im still waiting... one day. one fine day. in the meantime I will settle for awkwardly beautiful. hugss! ;)
Don't let any one shake your dream stars from your eyes, lest your soul Come away with them! -SS
"Well, it's love, but not as we know it."
Dear Awkwardly Beauteous
When the perfect poem is written, the world will end - nonsensically yours in writing ~A~
LOL! dont worry, my perfect
LOL! dont worry, my perfect doesnt exist... but i do enjoy trying to conjure it! ;) hugss
Don't let any one shake your dream stars from your eyes, lest your soul Come away with them! -SS
"Well, it's love, but not as we know it."
1 Person's
One person's perfect is another person's "ho-hum" or "hmmmmmmmm almost" anyway. The world is safe. - Lady A