Poetry As a Means of Levitation
Poetry is a prayer to be received
And manifested through the aide of others, but!
The real prestige occurs when
The shape and effect of our creation
Begins and lives out its iridescent life in total surrender to the reader
While the spewer of the letters
Continues to brew a pot (slow, macabre strokes),
The task indiscriminate of prayer and proof
As the work of the poet become's the prophet's last frontier:
The heart's tongue over the mind's eye...
The Word blows over the sweet and rugged land like
A neverending prayer: and endlessly abiding acknowledgment
Of God's grace over his sweet and rugged people.
Their helpless prayers singing through the trees.
Their great gladness broadening with peace,
As all words bend and beg to be a present participle.
While all the whiling
The witches in their bedrooms
Lay claim to nothing,
Floating in their chairs.
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