"Another Man's Prose"

by Jeph Johnson


I keep busy writing

scribbling down anything
that comes to mind
hoping she looks towards me
to notice me ignoring her

 

she speaks:

"passionate"
she calls it
"his poetry"

 

but she's speaking of another man's prose
for she hasn't ever read my words
(at least not)
in the order I set them down

 

I've no doubt she's read them
re-arranged by another man's pen

Author's Notes/Comments: 

2001

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patriciajj's picture

You approached this subject from a completely new angle. From this perspective, your feelings became part of me as I read the poem. I felt the wistfulness, the longing, the twinge of bitterness. Excellent work! Pat

John Mazur's picture

Very clever statement of an intriguing insight. It is the case that compact expression and insight show craft and vision. You show all of it.