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A toast!
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LITTLE THINGS
After all those
Words that turn
And linger like
An ameteur singer's
Gasping array,
Unworried we nod.
We still sing along.
After all, a toast!
The Spirit of God
Guides our fingers
And spits forth
A fervent flame
Burning beauty.
This is an excellent
This is an excellent testimony, as well as being a good poem, and I see that you have received a comment from Patriciajj, who, in my opinion, is postpoems' finest Poet. And, if I may be so bold, I encourage you to study her work. I used to think, some time ago, that my undergraduate reading of poetry had been random and even haphazzard. But reading her Poetry made me realize that I was being prepared, even decades before, to be able to appreciate her poems. I urge you to read, study, and then read again, her great and cosmic vision. I would urge this even before urging a reading and study of Stevens of Eliot.
Starward
Rising above the world's
Rising above the world's vapid words, "like an amateur singer's/ gasping array", you revealed, with deep wisdom and shining eloquence, the source of your inspiration. Sublime!