In Praise of the Poet, the Poem Unknown
Let me honor you here though you’re shy
to show face on a page, even try
to draw thoughts from the cloud of your mind,
by a keyboard revealed, quill on sand.
Let me ask you, Unknown, to be kind
to yourself! Free your mind to disclose
what it dreams to the world, what it’s scanned;
what you feel in your heart, what it knows.
Be surprised by yourself for a change!
Put all judgment aside. If it’s strange
and a sin to imagine your judg-
ment of others correct, give a hoot
for the lessons you’ve learned. Don’t begrudge
other’s talents, the muscles they form
as they mine a fleet moment. This fruit
is yours too if you’ll have it! Just warm
to the thought, that some treasure gets found
in all feelings, your muse might expound.
November 27th of 2020
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