New Poetry
Anxious about my poems
the need to write still today resides
Of late I've written about politics
truth imparts its ardour
But I need to write about nature
how acorns adorn the arcane ground,
autumnal smoke as an epitaph
or how Hippopotamuses cake themselves in mud
I need more stellar poems,
resurfacing in a tropical river,
In far off Africa
lifts my poetic soul.
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