A Gracious Comment On Cassandra
I wrote some words today and showed them to a stranger.
They guided me in terms of semantics, definition, and faith:
Saying: 'Pride is freedom."
I listened intently for the constructive criticism of my ideas:
My poetry is not a subjective flow of concepts, unorganized and free!
I am bound and constrained to 'real conditions and real claims,'
and tethered to... being an amateur.
I heard, I was analyzing philosophy and fell
short of the correct interpretation, according to. . .
Someone that knows better than I.
Let me take this constructive, enlightening criticism to heart;
May it guide me around the corners of a tight box, structured and pre-defined.
Hold me fast to a metric leash, familiar to the ear and approved by literary critics.
Thank you for shutting the door of my cage when I tried to sing;
I will be more quiet in the future, mimicking the style of dead poets.
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