A Writer and His Time

A writer does not shape his time
Rather the times
Shape the writer
Who gives voice
To his time
In his own special way
In hopes that
His one small voice
May be heard
However faintly
Above the cacophonous din of the times
Or through the void and vacuum of time's indifference
Copyright © | Year Posted 2022

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Hankins Avatar
July 15, 2022 at 12:32 PM
Interesting, and I see grains of truth throughout, Jim. Nice poem.
Slaughter Avatar
July 15, 2022 at 1:29 PM
I'll settle for "grains". Thank you, L M.
Lawless Avatar
July 15, 2022 at 11:51 AM
...if a poet falls in the forest.....does he make a noise.....or at least scratch one in the sand
Slaughter Avatar
July 15, 2022 at 1:35 PM
Now there's a challenging question if ever there was one...Let me know when/if you ever figure it out, John. Thanks.
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