Anonymous
Karyn Indursky
Make literature in a blender
for a mixing of imagery, definition, structure
with emotion, honesty, bare souls
in this recipe of singing, dancing, writing
as expressionism for readers, listeners, pupils
to drink as a fine blend of
sweet, bitter trickling wine
on an erotic day where all coherent rationality
is lost in the moment of emerging poetry
stifling the screams of lost art.