The Thing About Poetry
The thing about poetry,
there’s too much blandishment
placed upon words
never to be fully understood,
like a mirror
reflecting speckles of light
at a corridors end.
Because there’s not a thing
to be felt without imprint
of a thousand other stories
pressed upon it.
Nor a smile that doesn’t
carry a secret.
Copyright © Erin Beckett | Year Posted 2022
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